Over the cat bed is one of the few windows in our 90 year old urban row house. I've put plastic over the window to fend off the wrath of Jack Frost. Well, that's just a cat's opportunity for a good time. Can I please just show you what the window looks like?
This began the DAY I put it up. I'd been taking the scotch tape to it every morning, patching punctures and tears. But I gave up. Whatever. Cat wins.
And those are the animals I to try and keep up with.
I also have three children. We homeschool. We have SO MUCH STUFF. I can't really lay all the blame on them. I personally have so much stuff in the form of art supplies, fabric and notions and sewing machines and dressforms, and computers and gadgets, and a really large printer,and so many documents and inspiration, and bake wear (I can't even get started on the kitchen), some of which I NEVER USE. But, one day I might. Right?
And I do put effort into de-cluttering. It seems like a never ending process. But it's been in my face, all the clutter, because our home has very little storage. In fact, we had only one closet in the whole house and we recently got rid of it during a much needed renovation. So while de-cluttering is not my absolute top priority, it's in the forefront of my mind many days, and much headway has already been made.
The Paradox. On one hand, I'd love to have that idealistic, picture perfect, non-cluttered space to live and work in. I imagine how lovely and creative and productive my life will be when that day is here. However, it seems to take so much effort to get to and MAINTAIN that idealistic space, that the process of maintaining throws a huge snag in my work flow and creative processes. If it were just me I was picking up after, I think I could manage to have and keep that ideal space, but otherwise, managing a kind of Grand Central Station of the coming and going of stuff, I think it's time I stopped beating myself up over not being able to keep up with it all, and accept that messes happens. And they will continue to happen, despite my best efforts. Can I please just let myself press on with what I'm passionate about? I can deal with letting the house go to crap while I lose myself in my work (but, let's be honest, at this station in my life as mom, homeschooler and freelancer, losing myself in creativity happens as often as just plain old losing my marbles). Losing myself in creativity actually looks more like a deliberate application of myself to the process, not a whimsical moving of the spirit. And that works, too.
Somehow we still have home-cooked meals and treats, and clean clothes, and a good education. So, while it may not look pretty, stuff gets done and training kids to pick up as they go along sticks, some of the time. Closing your eyes and meditating all of the crap away helps significantly too. Free your mind and the rest will follow ....
I'd been living in this beautiful mess, going from self loathing, to whatever-ness, and I read this post by illustrator Holly DeWolf, and was inspired to share my own experience. And then came this post by author Fran Cannon Slayton, where she talks about mental clutter. Also inspiring.
Do you work from home? Ahem, is it a little less organized than you would prefer? How do you keep focused in your cluttered world?