Full disclosure. I’m not, by nature a particularly tidy person. I have gone weeks grabbing socks or underwear out of the laundry baskets because I couldn’t be bothered to walk the basket back to my room to put them away. Every time my son walks down the hall he pushes the closet door closed (that I left slightly ajar) and I’ve even hand washed the same 2 or 3 plates, sets of silverware, and glasses over and over for longer than I care to admit because I didn’t feel like unloading the dishwasher.
Recently though, I decided to give something a try; making the bed every day. I read a FB post about how making your bed every day will be life-changing. And I get bonus points because I roped Brad into helping me. So every day before we leave for work we make the bed. Sometimes together or we alternate depending on who has an extra 5 minutes.
It’s become a habit. In the beginning I had to work hard to remember to make the damn thing. There were quite a few days when I’d be almost out the door and have to come back in. But now that it’s a part of the daily routine, I don’t think about it. I just do it.
So not sure if it’s life changing but I do notice some trickle downs. Now I tend to pick up things on the floor and put them away; the cat toys, shoes, pajamas, etc. Coming home to a tidy kitchen or picked up room is nice. So while the house isn’t pristine by *any* means (at least not yet), I’m trying. And that counts, right?
I liken it to training for a race.
Taking just a few minutes every day to get yourself organized before heading out for a run (how far, how fast, where to find the hills, where to find the bathrooms, whether you need fuel or water) will make a huge difference in your training.
Then before you know what’s happened, it’s become a habit and *not* doing it feels weird. And maybe once you tackle the training you’ll start making your bed. Stranger things have happened.
Now go run!