Getting Organized

There are 15 boxes of “stuff” in my spare bedroom! Remnants of my former life as a church music director- music, books about music, books about religion, books about art, art from the walls, games, toys, gifts from students and congregation members, instruments, music stands, office supplies, and more.
I ventured in there the other day to find a piece of music for a friend and had to quickly leave, closing the door firmly behind me.
Where, dear Lord, am I going to find space to put these things in my already crowded home full of “stuff?”
And so begins the GREAT SPACE DEBATE!
Stand back, ladies and gentlemen, it’s about to get scary, as the negotiations begin in the Litz household as to where and how to get this job accomplished and in what time frame. Ah, there’s the rub.
You see, my husband and I have very different ways of looking at time. Yesterday is soon enough for me- while he, who will never have ulcers, chooses to cogitate the situation, turn it over in his mind, fully explore the possibilities, and then, when all the stars have aligned, begin (but not finish) the building process of new shelving for the living room.
Here we have the classic Racehorse vs. Turtle conflict.
I have done my due diligence- researched what I would like him to build and put the pictures in a file folder on the desktop of our home computer for him to look at. I have looked at all the places that sell bookshelves and the like and ruled out what I don’t like and what isn’t practical for this project. I’ve decided the color that they need to be painted and how to rearrange the room to accommodate the other furniture, the piano and instruments that we need.
All of which I have shared with him. His response to the question of have you looked at the pictures? Yes.
And? says I. Nothing….
So, we wait.
Never my best thing.

“It is too late.”
The old man shook his head. “It is never too late or too soon. It is when it is supposed to be.”
He smiled. “There is a plan, Dor.”
―     Mitch Albom,     The Time Keeper

You are a blessed child of God. May your day be filled with kindnesses from strangers and friends. May you discover the joy God intends for you. May you bump along to your own special music on the road of your life.
We’ll talk soon, Gayle

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