I've been noticing my patterns in cleaning and general care and presentation of my home and it's things.
I fluctuate with almost everything I do. I get gung-ho about something and then it fizzles for a while then it returns then fizzles - pattern I've noticed for long time, pretty inconsistent like manic depression and may be a less exaggerated form of this.
My house is tidy, a little disjointed at times because of kids but everything has a place it goes to.
If my thoughts are scattered and I feel a bit low or too high I can totally overlook that the toilet needs a scrub and not care, if I'm feeling balanced and focussed then I work systematically and just do what needs to be done. The times in my life where things were totally out of order in the house were when I was using drugs and when I was suffering from severe depression.
Right now though everything is done, but kind of at a bare minimum. Our home is very very simple, hardly any things hung on the walls, minimal ornaments and trinkets, nothing interesting at all, just what we need. It lacks creativity and warmth.. It just exists.
Well that is exactly how the inside of my head feels- minimal, uninteresting, fluctuating levels of care, disjointed then focussed. Sometimes I just could not be bothered doing anything, other times I try to cram so much in in one day I get overwhelmed and nothing gets completed.. I'm so unbalanced.
I need to break the cycle and just do things instead of letting my moods dictate what I get up to.
If I force myself to put pride into my living space then may be it will reflect back onto my mind instead of my mind dictating what my house will be like because of how I am feeling.
This might be a useless tool to work with but my house and my mind both need some love and care.
Some people say that they aren't there cleaning type- I'm one of those, but I think I've changed my stance on that. If I can't keep my house clean, presentable, welcoming, personalised and organised then how on earth do I start to work on my thoughts?
I fluctuate with almost everything I do. I get gung-ho about something and then it fizzles for a while then it returns then fizzles - pattern I've noticed for long time, pretty inconsistent like manic depression and may be a less exaggerated form of this.
My house is tidy, a little disjointed at times because of kids but everything has a place it goes to.
If my thoughts are scattered and I feel a bit low or too high I can totally overlook that the toilet needs a scrub and not care, if I'm feeling balanced and focussed then I work systematically and just do what needs to be done. The times in my life where things were totally out of order in the house were when I was using drugs and when I was suffering from severe depression.
Right now though everything is done, but kind of at a bare minimum. Our home is very very simple, hardly any things hung on the walls, minimal ornaments and trinkets, nothing interesting at all, just what we need. It lacks creativity and warmth.. It just exists.
Well that is exactly how the inside of my head feels- minimal, uninteresting, fluctuating levels of care, disjointed then focussed. Sometimes I just could not be bothered doing anything, other times I try to cram so much in in one day I get overwhelmed and nothing gets completed.. I'm so unbalanced.
I need to break the cycle and just do things instead of letting my moods dictate what I get up to.
If I force myself to put pride into my living space then may be it will reflect back onto my mind instead of my mind dictating what my house will be like because of how I am feeling.
This might be a useless tool to work with but my house and my mind both need some love and care.
Some people say that they aren't there cleaning type- I'm one of those, but I think I've changed my stance on that. If I can't keep my house clean, presentable, welcoming, personalised and organised then how on earth do I start to work on my thoughts?
Very true. And i think some of my own reluctance comes from my mother who was obsessed with how things appeared... but no how they actually were. Not to blame her though - it's my own laziness and perhaps lack of organisation.