I've tried to fight it for years. But, it turns out, I am just not an organized human - i've determined that it is genetic and is simply futile to fight it. However, that doesn't mean I am a total slob. There are limits.
I far prefer to organize the lives, events, and belongings of others than my own.
Personally I am quite lazy about keeping things put away and in place. I can never find anything in a neat orderly room. When I do clean house, I rearrange everything because I can't remember...
I call it organised mess. I know where everything is, it's rather organised. Unfortunately, to some, my organisation looks like a mess, when it's not. So, it's come to be known as organised mess. Sure, I can be messy, but I make sure I organise it!!
I never have. I just don't see the ******* point. These days, I make sure that all of my socks are the same color because I'll just pull whatever out and wear them. This has stopped everyone from inquiring as to why I don't have matching socks. Who cares? They're clean.
I try to keep everything neat but then I can be so lazy sometimes. I will go on a cleaning kick: scrub the walls, the floor, dust everything!
But with two kids and a dog I turn around and there is a giant hand print on the patio door that I just cleaned. *sigh
Not sure if I'm just lazy sometimes. Split personality I guess. I swing between being extremely tidy and organised and horribly untidy. All or nothing. I can always find stuff though, so I guess chaos theory wins out most of the time.
I live with someone messy, and I've given up trying to keep things organized. With my own stuff I notice that the things I feel very clear about I keep well organized and the things I feel conflicted about get out of hand really easily.