I do things a lot of times without really knowing why I do them.
I just have this feeling like “YES! This is the right thing to do and I’ll figure out the reasons later.”
For example. My room. We can talk about how often I rearrange my furniture & that it is in direct proportion to how emotionally in control I am feeling (freshman year of college I rearranged it upwards of 10 times & even broke a school-owned dresser & made up a totally bogus story to get out of paying for it) but that’s for another blog post.
I want to write about an idea I had and it just felt right to just DO. So I did it.
I decided I wanted to put my desk in my large walk-in closet because
a) I have a ton of room in there and not much to hang up and
b) I. Cannot. Keep. The Surface. Clean. No matter what. If my life depended on a clean desk, I WOULD DIE. Of this, I am sure. It just becomes the dumping ground for EVERYTHING and I just can’t stand to pick it up.
So instead (the idea is) I’ll just close the door and voila! A person that has her shit in order.
So I started moving my massively heavy dresser across the room and THEN it occurred to me – DUH. The dresser is way prettier than the desk (which I got on craigslist for like $40 and is functional yet not really anything special) – so display the dresser and shove UglyDesk in the closet so you can just kind of cram all your chaos in one place.
I didn’t actually really think of all of these things until the desk was overturned on top of my bed (#TinyRoomProblems) and the dresser was half out of the closet, half in – stuck on the track from the sliding door. And I just sat down in the middle of the chaos to scribble this down. I seem to work best in a cluttered, chaotic environment – or, that’s just where I’m most comfortable. So the closet might be a good thing. Updates to come!
Oh. Life lessons. Right.
So the takeaways:
1. It’s okay to take risks.
How much thinking you do beforehand is definitely in proportion to how BIG of a risk it is. Moving furniture? Pretty low on that scale – compared to say, running for President or buying a house. But you need to reach that critical point of no return where you’re barefoot in your room lifting your dresser (from your legs, gotta be smart) out of its home. And just fucking… shut up and move the dresser. If it doesn’t work just put it back & then do some yoga because that thing is fucking heavy (aka… take care of yourself).
2. What works for everyone else doesn’t always have to work for you.
Closets aren’t just for coming out of or for clothes. Use that as a metaphor for life. Be creative. Fuck everyone & do what works for you. Make it yours. Etc, etc, etc. From your closet to your everything.
And that’s that. Good night!