I wish I lived in a house where things are always in their right place, were the words that flowed from my niece a few years back. Words spoken in a moment of frustration as there were no scissors to be found. It was the words, the facial expressions, and the tone that made me file these words of wisdom from a little bitty girl somewhere in the filing cabinet called my brain. After all, meltdowns are not uncommon with little girls, but most of them are long forgotten by moms and an aunt. These words were different.
My sisters house is just like my house. There were probably ten pairs of scissors floating around somewhere, just not in their right place. It’s hard to understand how this could be. Our childhood house was perfectly organized and things could be retrieved in a moments notice. Our mother ran her household like one would run a navy ship.
At times, bordering on meltdown level over something lost or misplaced these words would come to mind. I wish I lived in a house where everything is always in it’s right place would even be repeated out loud. In spite of my really strong desire for things to always be in their right place, they are not. It’s a mountain of a task and once complete consistency is required. Achieving this state could certainly save minutes and even hours in locating missing things. Those minutes and hours could be converted into #findmethetime to do more fun stuff! Plus like much of the world, I am totally obsessed with Marie Kondo and The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up.
In 2019 I plan to start living in a house where everything is in it’s right place. It’s only fitting that I start with the scissors. Much love to my niece, the original inspiration for me to find my stuff, put it in it’s place, and live happily ever after.
What about you? Do you want to live in a house where things are always in the right place? What’s your starting point?
Have you read the book, “What The Most Successful People Do Before Breakfast” written by Laura Vanderkam? A few years ago I packed this book in my beach bag. As you can see from the picture I must have got a little too relaxed and the tide came in during nap time and washed it under. Quickly grabbing the book didn’t save the water logged cover, but opening it up in the hot sun for a few days salvaged it enough to make it possible to read.
There’s a chapter in the book, “What the most successful people do on the weekend”. It’s almost like it’s own little mini book and it was one of things that stuck in my brain and is quite possibly the reason that I kept it.
Since it’s the weekend, and it’s been a fun weekend it made me think about this chapter. Especially because there was some planned fun on my agenda. This morning, I grabbed the book and in a few minutes I plan to re-read the chapter, “What the most successful people do on the weekend”. I didn’t want to read it before writing this blog post because I wanted it to be my own thoughts and not the thoughts of the author. If I remember correctly the author was reminding us to schedule the weekend, but not in the sense of every single moment. Let’s face it we have all made it to Friday and then spent the weekend going back and forth on what we want to do. By the time it’s Sunday evening and getting close to Monday we realize that we haven’t really done anything fun because we couldn’t decide what to do. You know the conversation, “Where do you want to eat?” and your husband says, “I don’t care. Where do you want to eat?”. Then because no one can decide you end up making an omelet. It’s the same conversation, it just goes like this, “What do you want to do this weekend?” I think the authors idea was to pencil in at least three fun things for your weekend. Every weekend can’t mean elaborate plans unless you have won the lottery, but every weekend can have fun stuff, even free stuff if planned ahead.
If you decide or have already read this book please share your insights. Now it’s time for me to read the chapter and get ready to start getting inspired to schedule some fun stuff for the weekends in 2019. We get 52 a year and to me 52 is a really small number. Find me the Time is dedicated to helping you find the time for YOU and the things you love.