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I’ve noticed more and more lately that I have a strong and very definite limit when it comes to a messy house. I can be sailing through my day, content in the fullness and then, wham!, all of a sudden the house is just a bit past my edge and I become a raving lunatic. I can deal with a few things out of place. And, let’s face it, with small children running around, you will always have a few things out of place. And did I mention that I live with a man? Enough said.

Over the years my standards for tidiness have loosened up a bit but there is no denying they are still there and once the mess factor has gone past my pre-determined level of acceptance, look out!

For instance, as I write this, I’m having a very hard time not straightening up my bedroom where my laptop happens to be right now. Most of the mess in here is mine but it still makes me jumpy, short of breath and, forget it, I’ll be right back.

OK, things are now back to a manageable level and I can breathe normally again. I recognize that this may have to do with perfectionism and “Type-A”ism but what is also has to do with is this: The world these days can be a crazy, over-stimulating place. Time and people seem to be in a big fat hurry. There are many things I can’t control. What I can control is my home environment: how it looks and how it feels. So, while the rest of the world scurries around outside and I get to be safe at home, it seems reasonable to me that I’d prefer it to be neat and tidy. Now, if the rest of my family could just get onboard…


Reader Comments (3)

This is weird, yesterday the same thing hit me. Suddenly I felt the need to get the bathrooms clean. I went to Target and purchased over $100 in cleaning supplies, purchased new gloves and a plastic caddy to boot. I scrubbed away for over an hour and when it was over I felt better, like I had accomplished something. Which I had. You nailed it..it is about controlling something. It is so good to know that I am not the only one that behaves like this!

August 26, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterVeronica

I was just telling my husband that I think when I'm doing the things that really fill me up, I have much more patience for things like dirty windows and smudged walls. This weekend, I'm going to schedule in some soul-satisfying activities for the coming week and see if the house gets to me less. Thanks, Veronica, for letting me know I'm not alone!

August 26, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterErin

you are so not alone in this. clutter is hard on the soul, order is not. makes sense that we have those thresholds! good point re: soul-satisfying activities. thanks!

September 1, 2010 | Unregistered Commenterbethany

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