I just recently made a big girl decision and purchased a house. The incredibly adorable new home in the picture to the left to be exact. I’ve learned a lot in this process and no doubt will continue to learn. There’s a lot that goes into owning a house, and ready or not, I’m in for all those little surprises.
For example- did you know the internet that comes into your house comes through wires? Wires that are buried underground? By people who came before you? I must have thought elves brought the internet magically into my router cause I didn’t think about that part. Right now I’m just mowing around it, like vacuuming around a lamp cord… except more dangerous. Guess I need to buy a shovel. (update since I started this post- apparently the cable company is supposed to do this, and well they failed to meet expectations. “I’m so surprised about their lack of detail” Said no one ever.)
I’ve learned a lot though about myself and processes. I’ve realized even more deeply, just how OCD I really am. My parents will tell you that I have always been very detailed and very focused on finding the right, most efficient way of doing things. Growing up, I was the family dish washer. I learned that there is a certain way that dishes fit best in the drain board. So I washed them in that order. Completely rational and logical. It was really the
only best way. I got made fun of relentlessly, but everything was always in its place.
This whole moving thing has really shown me just how much I hate things that are out of place. Or worse, when things don’t have a place. Right now, half my dishes are on my kitchen table awaiting the arrival of one last piece of furniture. That mess makes me want to each chocolate chip cookies on the couch and watch Parenthood. Which I may or may not have done almost every night this week.
I seem to forget that organized, efficient processes take time. And trial mixed with lots of error. I want the process to be perfect now. I want to have my food and dishes arranged in the most time efficient and useful way. I forget that it takes a while to decide how I will use space in my kitchen and that processes can be changed. It’s ok to redo things and learning almost always happens in the context of experience.
This homeowner thing is teaching me about more than just cable lines.