I have been staring at the mess on my front room table now for at least a month, mentally and now physically blocked from doing anything about this ugly mess. It started to stare back at me in a strange, poltergeist sort of way, I remain unmoved to clean it.
Its a classic case of clutter with junk mail, girl scout cookies, bagels and plastic store bags.
A month ago it was nearly the same mess on a much smaller scale, I pruned the edges and kept it trimmed and manageable. Then indifference set in, a mental wall blocking all my organizational coping skills which are minimal at best. I had hoped at this point in my life to be partnered up with someone who could guide me to an organized panacea. Alone I can do little now as the mess multiplies and frustration deepens. I smirk as I walk by, barely able to cast a glance at its unforgiving expanse.
What the hell is wrong with me? An old friend of mine asked me if I experienced “psychological inertia” with my employees at work – referring to their lengthy tenures and my relative newcomer status as manager. I was shocked to have never heard of this term
Yet I appeared to have the main characteristics – being stuck in a habit that prevented any change in behavior. Had my subconscious imposed restrictions on thinking a little progress was better than none at all, do I really think I have to clean the entire thing up at once. Perhaps I am disguising laziness in an impressive term? Thats it, I am a lazy ass! A sophisticated one too.
Enough, tomorrow I will start on a daily program of cleaning more than I clutter and within a week, all should look spic n span.