I recently had a mountain of food prepared for an 80's party, only to learn that my family would be delayed. Deciding to wait for them, I set about to find my "New Year's Journal", which I have kept for well over a decade. Although I only read & write in it once a year, I usually keep it handy. A year ago, much of our home was boxed & packed away in a hurry & flurry, then crammed into our bedroom where it remained a looming, seemingly living mass. (I'm talking everything from books & baubles to kitchen & living room items... "essentials" as well as things I didn't recall that I still had). When the journal wasn't in it's usual place, I thought, "Surely, it must be in... there...." I thought I'd just have a look around...maybe do that 5 minute, Fly-Lady thing.
After 2 hours "working in the bedroom", my kitchen tupperware cabinet was organized, along with my bathhroom linens, my son's loft space, my mother-in-law's cedar chest... 2 bookshelves & even my closet !! Before I knew it, our bedroom had become a liveable space. Even my summer things were ready to be packed away into the attic. I never did find the journal, but I was thrilled to be standing in a clean room, clad in authentic 80's garb which I hadn't even remotely thought I would find. (Not only did I uncover it, but it actually fit !!! )
I have come to realize that being intentional & deliberate is going to take a lot of focus & editing. More difficult still, it is going to require a lot of compartmentalizing. I have added to my list of aspirations, a new "growing edge": to focus & prioritize. Still...I must remain open to the little surprises that spontaneity may bring... like the London to U.S. boarding pass tucked in the back pocket of those jeans !
(After the party, when I'd laundered the jeans, I put it right back where it had been all those years!)
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