The extent of my disorganization finally hits the fan: the smell of over-ripe paper wafts into my nose as I rummage through receipts too faint to make out to file my year-end expense report ...for 2009. I find a quiz from middle school. No, not really. But not impossible, either.
So you're probably thinking, "Durrr why don't you get more organized?" in a differently-abled voice right now--and I hear you, loud and clear. I'll be the first to admit I need to be more organized.
But organization comes at a terrible cost: worry, stress, and dullness to name just a few of the side effects. While there are certainly exceptions to this rule, organized people are a buzz-murdering, joy-killing gang of meanies. Just remember what we thought of grown-ups when we were kids. Yeah, that's how I think about you, Mr. Organized.
Okay I'm exaggerating. But I have seen that organized people tend to be overwhelmingly driven by stress--stress when they're not organized, pressuring them to order things and order people. This can create extra stress for themselves and everyone around them.
But me worrying about that is akin to a homeless guy worrying about what he's going to do with his million dollars as he's buying the lotto ticket. So I've resolved to become more organized--and I'm taking tips on how! I just hope admittance to the Gang of Organization, does not come at the cost of added stress or being "myself". *winks at heaven, knocks on wood*
And I still refuse to pair socks.
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Dude, you should drink more coffee.
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