Motivation

One of my friends tells a story about how, growing up, her room was so messy that her parents were able to hide the Christmas presents in her room. Not just her Christmas presents but all her siblings' presents too. Things like a typewriter. And she never found them. And she looked.

It often seems like Rachel's room could also be used as the family hiding place. It's not a large space, she has a lot of stuff, she doesn't like to get rid of anything and she's ADD which means that she's pretty unorganized.

Speaking of disorganization, she had some interesting insight into the subject. She claims that the chaos in her room is in no way indicative of the level of organization in her brain. And suddenly, it was important to her that her room reflect more accurately her brain.

So, for the past few weeks, she's been actively working on her room. She assessed it, discussed it, straightened it, purged it, planned it and rearranged it. All by herself.

Now, I can't tell you how much energy I've expended in the past, attempting to create exactly this change. All to naught. I had pretty much thrown in the towel ages ago.

But, it all just goes to show, all good things in their own time.

And, how good does she feel, that she did it all of her own volition?