In the past few weeks, I've had to go through and pack up all of my belongings, clean like I've never cleaned before, and then unpack again. I also bought a LOT of plastic containers. It was a pain in the ass, but it forced me to reorganize my life, in a sense. I donated a lot of things that I didn't really need and it felt SO refreshing to pare down!
Now I pretty much know exactly where every single thing I own is located. That does something wonderful to the mind. I feel very clearheaded and relaxed. And happy! Thanks, Black Widows. I'm still having nightmares to the point where I wake up searching the blankets and walls for creatures though. So I still have that to tackle.
My bedroom isn't back to normal yet and I haven't slept in it in weeks. The studio was what was most important to me to put back together. It feels kind of new now and I feel more than ready to take on some new projects.
I can't say it enough, I absolutely LOVE being organized. Now I just need some wall shelves in this place.