A place for I checked everywhere. The kitchen counter, the nightstand, my pants pockets. In every usual place and in every room. Then, I doubled checked each place, again and again.
Without warning, I let out a big, “UGH!”
I just wasted 30-minutes of my life searching for my house keys. I shrugged and swung my arms up in the air. “They have to be in the house, because I am in the house.”
I took a deep breath and then, it hit me. I left my keys in the corner of the basement stairs when I was changing my shoes. I never put them there, but I was in a rush and this temporary spot made sense at the time.
The 30-minutes of wasted time became a life-teacher. Those minutes spent searching taught me that I have too many temporary spots where I keep my keys, my cellphone, and other such everyday items. I know, that even in a rush, it’s always better to take the time to put my things in their proper place.
Dad used to say, “A place for everything and everything in its place.”
But somehow, it has taken me 61 years to learn his lesson. And, I’m still learning.
For everything to have a place, a person cannot save everything. Warehouses and supermarkets have teams of people to manage, organize, and move each item. But, my home does not have these resources.
If you find that your everyday spaces are not organized in a way that gives you peace and calmness, you are probably trying to manage too much stuff or you are not putting things in their proper places.
As I sat here typing this post, I looked up and laughed at the temporary space on my desk. There was another pile of wasted time just waiting for me, or maybe it was just another life-teacher waiting for me to practice what Dad used to say.everything and everything in its place