I am a self-diagnosed clutter-aholic, chronically disorganized individual, and I believe I am starting to display hoarding tendencies. I am starting this blog to help keep me accountable and document my progress from clutterbug to an organizing junkie.
I think that if I go back to pinpoint where my disorganized self evolved from, I would have to say that it happened when my parents got divorced, and I got two rooms. I had two full bedrooms full of stuff from the time I was 11 years old. I had two full closets of clothes, two places to display knick-knacks, and more room to keep things than most 11 year old have. I had lots of storage space for a little girl, and I was able to keep more things, because I had the space for it. Having two houses also meant that I had to keep a mental account of what I had at what house. I needed to bring certain items back and forth, like gym clothes, shoes, school books etc. I have always had to think about where a given item was, when I would need it next, and if I needed to take it back and forth. So this, is my guess as to where the disorganization comes from. Now, you may ask why I didn't just implement a system that was easy to keep track of these things so that they didn't cause frustration and more mental focus than I should had to put forth. Why? Well, because my dad was disorganized, and I seem to have learned his bad habits, rather than the neat-freakedness that my brother got from my mom (and yes, I am jealous).
I will let you all know some very personal things about me that I do not share with any persons close to me, because honestly, they will think that I am crazy. Maybe I am, but my psychologist doesn't seem to think so. Yes- my first secret is that I am undergoing therapy with a psychologist. I go weekly, and it helps to lessen the burden of things on my mind to an individual who will not judge me. In a way, he is my mental cleaning for the week, and I feel much better since I have started seeing him. I primarily started seeing him to deal with grief, and the loss of my dad. He has helped me with so much more already. I am sure more secrets will unravel their way into the words of my blog, but that isn't the intention of this first blog post. I believe that one of my sessions has opened my eyes to the fact that I need help. Physical help, not mental, I am already working on that.
Is there a 12 step process for this? I feel like I have fully achieved steps 1 & 2 in my own set of steps.
I have admitted that I have a problem with disorganization. I have admitted it to myself, my family already knows it, so there. I HAVE A PROBLEM WITH DISORGANIZATION. Loud and clear, I am ready to admit it. Step 2: I have enlisted professional help to get me through this problem. Yesterday I found the National Association of Professional Organizers (NAPO). I contacted several of the certified professionals in my area. I have spoken with some and I think I have found my professional. We will meet on Monday. The reason I am utilizing a professional organizer is to help me jump start. I often feel overwhelmed by the tasks that lie ahead of me. I have a problem getting the motivation to do it myself. Yes, it is a bit expensive, but I feel that it will ultimately save me time, money, and peace of mind.
I also found a blog by a woman named Laura. orgjunkie.com I think I am really going to like her website. I spent hours last night reading her tips. I am buying her book today!
So, in a nutshell- I have found the motivation to get help. I have found great resources to help me get started. I plan on working this weekend through some of the smaller areas that I can manage on my own. I am about to give Freecycle a workout this weekend with the items I need to purge.
Thanks for reading (and hopefully not judging too much!)
For now it is back to the weekend purge. I will update with pictures. I completed one project in the bathroom this morning, and already feel better.