I really am trying

I really am getting more organized in some aspects of my life. My wardrobe, for example. My books. My use of computers to get work done. The deal is that I’ve finally figured out that there is a difference between being organized and being rigid.
Being rigid is probably a kind of well hidden disorganization. Rigid people aren’t really organized: they just limit their lives so severely that they appear to have things under control. There is no mess or fuss, but there is also no joy, progress, or productivity. Can a barren cell be truly organized.
Now that I’ve moved in with Christine I don’t have the enormous amount of closet space that I had in the old four bedroom house where I lived alone. I’ve had to throw out a lot of useless clothes and to be more self controlled about where I put the remainder. Having my clothes organised lets me see where I need to buy more things and where I’m doing ok. The last few months I’ve been buying pants because the ones I were wearing to the office were so shabby. Now I have a good supply of trousers, and need to get a few more shirts.
As for books, I’ve divested myself of a huge number of books, literally carloads. Now I keep only unread books plus my large and somewhat valuable poetry collection. I keep unread books on three shelves in my home office. When I finish I book which I no longer wish to keep I put it in a cardboard box. When the box is full I take it to the Salvation Army Thrift Store for donation. I also make a point of not shopping for used books at the Thrift Store to avoid buying my old books back again.

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