Perhaps it’s a result of being raised by a mother who was an absolute perfectionist when it came to cleanliness. Or maybe it’s because I’m your classic Virgo, constantly bothered by mess and disarray. My husband and kids might argue that I just relish in giving them a mini heart attack with my endless requests to “organize this” and “get rid of that.” Whatever the reason, my home tends to look quite presentable at first glance.
However, if you dare to open any closet or drawer, you might just witness a chaos avalanche! Beneath the facade of tidiness, my closets, cabinets, and pantry are a whirlwind of disorder. This has been the case for as long as I can remember.
As a child, when my mom instructed me to tidy my room, I would shove all my belongings into a massive pile and bulldoze it into the closet before shutting the door. Voilà! My room looked spotless, my mom was content, and I avoided punishment for my messy ways. Sure, I might have had to use my full body weight to keep that closet door closed and often lost items under the heaps for weeks, but hey, my space looked neat.
Fast-forward a few decades, and I find myself still struggling with organization behind closed doors. While it may not be as embarrassing as my childhood closet, it’s still far from ideal for someone who outwardly embodies the “everything in its place” philosophy. Each time I reach for a pot in the kitchen cabinet, there’s a good chance I’ll be met with a clattering cascade of cookware. My clothes are less carefully hung up and more draped, tossed, and crammed in. And heaven help you if you need a bandage; you’ll be digging through a first-aid drawer filled with expired and nearly empty containers!
I can’t really offer a valid excuse for my cluttered chaos (pun absolutely intended). It’s simply a matter of laziness. I know if I just dedicated some time to get everything sorted, maintaining it wouldn’t be nearly as overwhelming. But let’s be real; I also know that if I quit chocolate, I’d be well on my way to that dream body, yet here I am, hoarding treats in my disheveled underwear drawer!
If I had my way, I’d have a pantry that would make Marie Kondo proud, with everything perfectly aligned and labeled, and a closet where clothes are neatly pressed and organized by season and color. I’d also have someone else cleaning my house to my standards, which would free up time and energy for organizing the mess behind closed doors.
But alas, I’m not there yet. Until I can miraculously afford a maid or a professional organizer—or discover a way to magically stretch time—my focus will remain on tidying up the areas visible to guests. Sure, it bothers me that my hidden spaces aren’t as neat, but not enough to lose sleep over it. Some days, I just don’t have the energy for that extra level of organization.
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In summary, while my home may appear tidy at a glance, the reality is that my closets are a disorganized mess. I acknowledge that I need to make time for better organization, but until then, I’m content to keep my focus on the visible spaces.