Where have I been? Lost in the clutter? If you read my last post, you know I have started on a new plan for trying to get my home in order. I began the organizing course from Christian Homemaking and it is a lot to think about!

However, even though I have been reading my lessons, this is not where I have been. We have been sick! This past weekend I finally started feeling better and by Monday was beginning to think I was going to get to some of the more practical part of the course.
Before I get to that I want to share something from the first part of the course. The first lessons are on the Biblical reason to not be cluttered out. God is a God of order. We do not function to our fullest if we do not have order. We also waste a lot! For me, I have had to go buy something I knew I had, but could not find anywhere. Now, for me most of the things I have I know the general area I had them in, the general pile, and know where to look. Most of the time. LOOK! Yup, LOOK! I spend time looking. On the desk, by the computer, on the shelf where it should be but things are not in order, and maybe even in the right drawer, but the clutter makes it hard to see.
The Bible says to be orderly. I fail greatly in many places.
I want to get things as they should and pressed on. I read another lesson with all the reasons we clutter. Yes, there are pages of them. I printed them, highlighted where I saw myself and am still looking them over!
Then came Sunday.
First a bit about my husband, and I am glad he does not read my blog —do you dear?—
My hubby is a good guy, with a few quirks. He is a bit time clutterer. I do some, but I do not top him. Sunday he got a call from his cousin. They talked a bit and then the cousin wanted a phone number and Rick did not have it in his phone. I KNEW where the family phone book was, but…
I tried to carefully open the drawer in the table by his chair. The table that had books, papers, mail, a can with valentine cards in it from work, yes, valentine cards, as well as pens, pennies and who knows what else. As I did, the piles shifted. I had my arm around them while I opened the drawer, but things tumbled.
I gave him the book, sort of fixed the piles and said nothing.
Later that day he cleared off the table and very proudly came and told me. I went into the bedroom that night and there was stuff on the floor by his side of the bed, the stacks on his nightstand were about 18 inches high and there were papers and books on the bookshelf, on top of the piles already there. I just knew I was going to hear a crash during the night!
Monday I spent cleaning the piles, organizing the bookshelf and clearing up the whole thing. I left one shelf with papers for him to care for and told him this week was the deadline on that!
Poor guys has still been sick, so guess I will let him have a little slack!