Last week I introduced you to my newest series… Is it just me? Well, here I am with the first installment thinking just that…
I am an only child. I work 7:30-5:30, 5 days a week, 50 weeks a year. I was an only grandchild for most of my childhood. I am tremendously blessed to inherit furniture and other items from generous family members. I am slow to get rid of items. I rarely take my loads to the local thrift store. I have many hobbies. My husband teaches high school, writes for a Grammy Award-winning band on a weekly basis, and takes six credits of graduate school a semester. We receive lots of mail. We buy lots of gifts. And… And… And…
I fight fibromyalgia. And I fight clutter.
Since I started experiencing chronic pain and fibromyalgia symptoms in 1995 keeping an organized space has grown much more difficult. Or, better put, the level of importance I place on keeping a tidy bedroom, dorm, apartment, home, office, etc. has reduced drastically.
Growing up I kept a clean room and playroom. Sweats and I would play cleaning games. We raced the clock, or a song, or each other to get a room picked up and I loved it. I loved having an organized space. I loved having a system.
During high school I managed to keep a clean room because, to be honest, I didn’t have a ton of time to get it messy. College was another story. (Which I will get into when I roll out my new FibroYouth site later this week.) It was all I could do to balance my health and my schoolwork. Clutter began to creep into my life. And, though I make a weekly stand against it, it still has a prominent place in my life.
So, fibrofolks, is it just me? Please tell me… do you fight fibromyalgia and clutter? Does your fibromyalgia seem to promote clutter? Does the clutter cycle tend to coincide with a fibro flare? What do you do about fibromyalgia and clutter?
Let me know and I’ll let you know what I’ve started doing about my clutter.
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