My room is one of the places which I feel most comfortable in and most inspired by. Over time, however, even the most sacred of places needs to be tidied up. Beginning to clean and organize is always the hardest part, but once you begin it becomes a lot easier. I made this assignment a priority because I couldn’t put it off. We had guests coming over to our house for Thanksgiving at 2:00 pm. It was 10:00 am and I needed my room to be presentable before everyone arrived.
I closed my door, turned on some music, and dove right in to the pile of clothes I had yet to fold and put away. This is always my least favorite task, so I thought it would be a great place to start. As my floor began to appear beneath my feet, I knew I was taking a step in the right direction. I then proceeded to make my bed, which I realized is really a painless task. Next I approached my desk. I love doing my work at my desk, but the growing clutter upon it was starting to make working there more difficult.
I worked for about 45 minutes and the time flew by as my room started to come alive again. It was invigorating to feel so organized and be able to know where everything in my room was. I was really happy I undertook this task. So inspired, in fact, that I continued to clean other areas of the house until our guests arrived. Cleaning my room, in particular, made me realize a few things about myself. First off, I discovered that I love being organized. When cleaning my desk, I found tons of post-its, with different things I needed to remember to do, and different events coming up, written all over them. I also realized that a cleaner room can make a cleaner mind, as I felt more motivated in general to try new things. I wasn’t changing my room, or changing who I am; I was just organizing my room, and in a sense organizing my life.