On Organizing and Being Organized
I do not have the cleanest and most organized place, but I hate it when I try to clean and organize an area while other people mess it up. A couple of weeks ago, I bought a nice table cloth with matching placemats, a microwave cover, cute plastic containers for the lunch boxes, hand sanitizers and disposable sanitizing materials for our employee breakroom. I arranged it nicely and somehow showed people how we should keep it clean and tidy. A break room should be cathartic.. or relaxing. (I guess cathartic is too strong and too dramatic a word for a breakroom.) Everything should be pleasing to the eyes to provide a short relaxation from the stresses of work. It was okay for awhile. But guess what? Things started disappearing and the room was back to its usual clutter this morning. What the heck! Can’t we at least keep it clean and tidy for a month? Damn.
I am not obsessive compulsive. I could live with a little clutter here and there, but I just hate it when things don’t go my way. I think I’m a control freak. But who cares? That room has to be tidied tomorrow or else……well okay, I will tidy it myself.
