I’m a firm believer in things having a very definite and permanent home. When I don’t have an exact spot for something, I end up wasting tons of time looking for it, like my keys (Note: I have progressed past my tried and true nail to an actual key holder – thanks Ma & Tom.).
I have not always been like this. There is plenty of photographic evidence of my childhood room looking like it had been ransacked. Something changed when I was in my 20s. It was all thanks to my grandma.
During one of my visits with her, she mentioned a recommendation her doctor had given her after her Parkinson’s diagnosis: By giving things an exact spot, it allows the body to automatically reach for things rather than having to think about it. This would allow her to live independently longer. Something about the mindset of making things easier on myself resonated.
I have spent so much of my life looking around for things that don’t have a home. There are occasional areas where I don’t have specific designated locations for items, but rather a general region. It normally results in chaos.
When I first bought my condo, I was so thrilled to find out it had a little storage unit. That three foot by four foot area means so much when living in tight quarters. Up until a couple weekends ago, it was stuff simply stacked on top of each other in a very Tetrus manner. I tried to keep everything grouped by category, but shapes were more important in the stacking than type. Inevitably whatever I wanted was at the bottom of the stack.
DH2U had the wonderful idea of installing shelves.
What a difference! Now I can get to things, and things can have an EXACT home. I feel so much more me when I can say, “You can find that on the middle shelf on the right hand side towards the back.” It’s amazing how much better life can be thanks to the little things.
What was the latest simple fix you’ve done that made a big difference? or Do all of your things have a definite “home”?