As a kid, I was way less into organizing than my mother was. I would let clothes fall on the floor willy-nilly, while she would color code her closet. All of my winter and spring stuff was mixed up, while she had things nicely packed away in labeled boxes. My homework got finished thirty minutes before class, and she was into project management.
With this kind of background, you can imagine my surprise that ten years later I am just like my mother. I don’t know if it’s being independent, living out of a suitcase, or if I’ve just always secretly been this way, but I am hella hella into organization now. My phone has more to-do apps than a CEOs personal secretary.
Without realizing it, this spontaneous desire for order has spilled over into every area of my life. I swear by the minimalist Five Piece French Wardrobe. I go through planners like they’re candy. Even my writing has been affected! Who could have guessed the kid who spat out anime fan-fiction in 30 minutes would become a plotter instead of a pantser?!
As bizarre as this is to me, becoming more organized has really helped me. I know what’s happening in my life, and it’s easier for me to finish projects. It’s even helped me to enjoy the things I’ve always liked doing. I still like to wander around the city or fill in my coloring books, but now I can do it without having to worry about my other things.
So do you need to bring a little order to your chaos? Then I’ve got a few tips for you.