There is something about a clean closet. I look on Pinterest with envy with all those people who manage to keep their closets clutter free and clothes all in rows by style, color and even outfit. I pin all sorts of organizational ideas and ponder just why I can’t seem to keep my stuff together.
But every summer there is “the purge”. Those of you who are good at keeping your stuff organized can stop reading, but a few of my buddies know the joy of finding the closet floor, and that missing sandal from spring break. #truestory
It always starts out innocently enough. I was looking for some of my gym stuff, and that led to the sock drawer, then to the closet and…. Three hours later and everything is out of my closet and on the bed. Now it also helps that I start these projects when there are many things I should be doing. For example, writing… if my professors are reading this at the moment, they are not going to be incredibly thrilled that I purged my closet rather than work on my papers. I have two more to write for one class, and a meeting on my doctoral project tomorrow. Maybe I should have taken before and after shots so they would understand the urgency of my situation. After all, who doesn’t want to improve their life?
But today wasn’t a total loss in the doctoral world. I was looking at some new curriculum at the county office for a new ELD intervention we are doing this fall. I know I have become a researcher when I took photos of the citations pages so I could find some more research articles to support my work. Yeah, my teaching partner was not impressed.
I am not a procrastinator, but a muddler when it comes to writing. I have to muddle through ideas to find clarity. I have discovered over the past few months that I must have lots of floating around time with my thoughts. I am writing in my head all the time. It is not unusual to see me pull out a post it or the back of an envelope to get an idea on paper. Sometimes this works well, sometimes it is unfortunate when I end up in yet another deadline-induced panic.
So this being the summer of #summerstories I have given myself a lot of structure and many mini-deadlines, as I know for a fact I must have a tremendous amount of writing done before I return to work in August. I have discovered that in my perfect writing world, I get more done in the morning. I am not afforded this luxury during the school year, so I am scheduling writing time every week day early in the morning. I am also trying to post here on my blog as a place to reflect and just get words on a page. Thanks for indulging me in this new effort to bring this space back to some consistent life.
But I digress, the clean closet. The other thing that must be done this summer is to clear out the office for real, and get an uncluttered space to write. The words clutter my brain enough, so the office clutter doesn’t bode well for me. So again, back to the mini deadlines, much to my hubby’s dismay there are lots of scheduled times over the next few weeks to attack the clutter from room to room. Now that I have finished my first year of the doctoral journey, I know that what I put off now, won’t be done until next spring or summer break. ( I have quite a few get to it later piles from our last office decluttering adventure.)
So this closet cleaning, clutter attacking moment is not simply procrastination, it is actually going to create a better flow for all the writing work that needs to be done. Now if I could just find those missing socks…