“Half-tidying” is when you only sorta-kinda put things away. You know, you open the bathroom cupboard, scroonch up your eyes and just shove that new shower-puff into the nearest space. I’m prone to this because if I look properly I get stressed about where the “correct” place is to put that thing, and in order to locate that “correct” place I think I need to empty everything out of the cupboard and have an extended Tetris-type arranging party and it will take hours I tell you, hours. Bah.
Of course that sort of behaviour just builds on itself, because each hastily-placed thing wobbles on top of the previous pile of things, making it more likely to avalanche forth when you open the door. You think that only happens in the movies? It’s more fun at 2am, I tell you what.
But I was typing this I saw, in my mind’s eye, the FlyLady waving her finger at me. “You can do anything for 15 minutes!” she says. “Get off your arse, Rosie!” she adds, somewhat unexpectedly for a woman from North Carolina, “Get a plastic bag and set your timer and sort out that cupboard!”
I finished the job in twenty-something minutes. (I paused my timer early because of an Urgent Child Related Interruption and forgot to restart it)
- 2 pairs tiny nail clippers and an unopened packet of emery boards in donate box
- 1 and a half supermarket bags of rubbish taken out
- all the loose rags back in the rag bag
- loo paper and tissues on proper shelf
- all the bottles, packets etc back in correct baskets
- even fit the vacuum cleaner back in the bottom!
because you don’t have to go Full Pinterest on your entire house to get things organised; ballpoint and $2 shop stickers will do the job. If I want to go back and make fancypants labels with stamps or something I can do that another day.