My Man’s office looks messy to me, but he claims it is an organized mess. My sewing room may look messy to him, but I just tell him it’s like his office. He just turns and walks away.
Most people liked to be at least somewhat organized. I like to be organized. I like for everything to have its place and a place for everything.
It just happens to be that the place for everything is our breakfast room table.
I claim it. It is my mess. It’s projects that I plan on doing this week. I was planning on doing them last week and, well, you know…stuff happened.
I was thinking about why I like for things to be organized. Here are my 10 reasons why I like to be organized.
1) God is a God of organization. Just look at the creation story in Genesis and you can see His perfect organization in the way He ordered it. Light and darkness, then air so everything could breathe, then the ground for plants to grow in and us to walk on, then vegetation, then the stars to help us tell time and know when to pick the vegetation, then all living creatures, including people, then rest. Perfect order.
2) It just looks better! When I look through magazines I like the way everything looks so clean. I don’t see piles of dirty clothes, unmade beds, or dirty dishes in the sink. Which leads to number 3
3) It is more relaxing. I just feel more relaxed when my house is cleaned and organized.
4) I’m not embarrassed when company drops in. My in-laws come over quite a bit unannounced. Dillon is always asking if friends can come over. I’m not embarrassed when they come over.
5) My Man deserves a clean house. I chose to be a stay at home mom. MM works hard to earn the money we need to get the things we need. If I’m going to be at home all day, especially now that the kids are grown and out of the house, the least I can do is keep it clean.
6) It’s good stewardship. God has given us this house as shelter while we are in this earth. It is my responsibility to take good care of what He has given me. It is my job, even if I don’t earn a dime.
7) I can find things. My kids wonder how I know where stuff is. Well, duh, I put it away, where it belongs.
8) I can so the things I love to do. When the house is clean I have time to do my crafting and sewing and decorating and stuff for the church. I have time to talk to that friend who may need a listening ear and I’m not distracted by the cleaning that needs to be done.
9) It saves money. Because I know where things are, I don’t have to run out and buy something I may need, know I have, but can’t find it anywhere. It saves on the price of the item and the gas to go get it.
10) The rewards. My rewards are the satisfaction of a good hard day’s work and knowing MM is happy when he comes home to a clean house. These are gifts from God!
My house isn’t always perfect like you see in the magazines. Actually, it is rarely that clean. That is just life. Some days, things don’t go as planned. MM may need me to run an errand for him, or the kids need me for some reason. Some days, i have a lot of sewing to do for others. Some days, I just don’t feel like cleaning. It’s a work in progress, like me. At least, I am making an attempt to keep the house in some kind of order and I’m OK with that.