“Little Piles of Sanity”

Many years ago I had a friend who was an artist for the MTDB in San Diego.  Her office was somewhat cluttered with all the requisite things to fulfill her duties there.  One day I had to run to her office, and she was very upset and frantically cleaning.  When I inquired as to what her troubles were, she said that the president of the company had chastised for her mess.  Julie was freaking out because she just knew that once her office was in a presentable state for her boss she would never be able to find anything again.  Julie worked and lived better surrounded in stuff, in chaos.  When Julie was earning her degree, she said that her work areas were the same way.  She found herself constantly apologizing to her professors for this situation.  One day a professor stopped her mid-sentence.  With a smile he said that he completely understood, and he preferred to refer to his untidiness as “little piles of sanity.”

I can completely relate to these people.  As a rule, I can always locate a necessary item without a second thought.  There are times however when the “little piles of sanity” do get out of hand.  When this occurs it is an indication that my life is getting out of balance, and I need to take a serious look at my state of mind.  I no longer thrive in chaos as it turns to sensory input overload.  I am culling my life of the unnecessary and doing what I can to keep the piles conducive to sanity, and out of the opposite!