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push it up, it comes back down

I'm beginning to have an idea of how sisyphus felt and/or perhaps how the painters of the golden gate bridge feel: four hours of cleaning this morning and I have managed to clear another ten square feet of floor and about 32 cubic feet of space. not that much of a 10x12' room. granted, the density of Stuff was quite high in this particular area, and the piles of books will be somewhat easier to figure out what to do with--if I can make enough room for some ad-hoc bookshelves--but it really is a bit discouraging to realize that I could be doing this for another month if I did four hours every day but I do not really have four hours every single day to devote to it. one must grocery shop and eat and do paying work and write and any number of other things besides straighten up.

the path from my chair to my door is about twice as wide as it was, at least. and the desk portion of my shelving unit has now been renovated from top to bottom. er, except for that shelf down at my knees; but it's filled with books that really have nowhere to go so there isn't much point to picking them up and putting them down again in the same place.

but so I do feel as though if I ever get through one pass of my whole room it will be time to begin again at my desk. that's how the golden gate bridge is painted: continuously, from one end to the other and then starting again at the beginning. I guess it is a steady job but there is no point at which one can stand back and say there! I'm done! or think the thought that always accompanies that exclamation: and I'll never have to do it again!

no I will be cleaning this room for the rest of my life, looks like.

when I was little I would be told to clean my room or closet and I would always take hours because I found so many interesting things to look at while cleaning. this did not happen this time; there actually was enough crap to keep me occupied with figuring out how to rearrange it from 6am until just moments ago.

soon I will go to bed. in fact I don't know whether I'll make it to the end of this post so perhaps I should cut it short and put on my pajamas.

yeah. good idea.


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Jul. 26th, 2009 06:07 pm (UTC)
the endlessness of cleaning is one reason i've always shirked it. now my house needs vast amounts of remedial clean-up, and i'm not the woman to do it. where's superman when you need him?
Jul. 26th, 2009 06:23 pm (UTC)
yeah my room is suffering from about six years of complete lack of motivation to clean. I haven't quite got it back but enough is enough but six years is a long time to accumulate small objects and dust. @_@
Jul. 26th, 2009 07:24 pm (UTC)
The key to organizing (and that's really what you're doing; picking up Stuff and putting it away, versus "cleaning" which is removing dirt and grime) is to have a system for the Stuff to go into before you start moving it around. Yes, sometimes you have to move Stuff to make room for the proper place for the Stuff (as with your bookcase), but the way to make it so that you're not constantly playing "catch up" is to figure out where each piece of Stuff goes.

That's a project in and of itself, and I highly recommend picking up a copy of "Organizing From The Inside Out" by Julie Morgenstern (your library will probably have it) for excellent tips on how to figure out where to store your Stuff. It's one of the few organizing books that starts with the question "Why does your Stuff end up where it does?" instead of just telling you where other people think is a good place.
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