S is for... Spring Clean

If you get nothing else done during lockdown, Spring Clean, man. It's where it's at. I have started to tidy and sort my office. Yes, I have a fucking office. It's how I keep my shit together; banking, paperwork, insurance, writing these outstanding blog articles. You've got to have an 'office' or an office space, man. You just have to.

Growing up in the Midlands, my Mum and Dad pretty much always had a shop or worked for a company. So, there was always an 'office' in the equation somewhere. We didn't really have one at home from what I can remember. I'm pretty sure Dad would just take over the dining room or do paperwork in his bedroom if he had to. I could ask him to check, I've already chatted to him this morning whilst I'm writing this. BUT, I can't be arsed to go that deep into the world of investigative journalism today. What my Dad used for an office when I was growing up is not what's important here. When I moved down to Devon with my Mum, my step-dad pretty much always had an office or an office space. In two of the houses he lived in he definitely had a dedicated office space.

But now I've had a spring clean, or am at least part way through the spring clean, I've made life a bit easier for myself again. I've reorganised shit a little bit. I've got rid of some shit that I don't need. I've realised that I could do with some extra shit here and there, and some of the shit I already do have I've tweaked to make it better. There's a lot of shit going on.

Speaking of shit, as I look down at the floor in the office at the moment it is covered in random shit. Memories, aspirations, a slightly deflated minion balloon on a stick. I know how to live, man.

The main thing I've done is just make a bit more space. The office was a little bit cramped before, but now I could probably nail a forward-roll in here, no worries. The other thing I did was take the arms off my chair. It's mad I know, and I could have done it months ago, literally months ago, because it's been pissing me off for a long time. Basically, the arms of the chair would bang on the slide out desk, I couldn't pull it out all the way properly, and so I couldn't sit comfortably at my desk easily.

I know exactly why I didn't take them off until now. It's because I tap into that head space every so often of,

"Oh fuck it, it doesn't matter. Just get on with it. There is more important shit to be doing."

A bad workman blames his tools and all that. I guess the lesson in there somewhere is like, a mad workman never blames his tools. Because, there has to be a recognition of when something isn't up to scratch. Blame has to be part of the equation. Just don't keep banging on about something like a dick, do nothing about it, or expect someone else to fix it for you.

But the stupid thing is, and I know this full well, I know that making sure the setting and environment is right makes everything else easier. Eventually, at least. And that goes for anything; work, home, holidays, whatever. It can be a pain in the arse to sort something out, get it done, and put in the effort. But if you always focus on seeing past that, then you find things easier to achieve and get on with. I saw a cool quote recently which was, "You only see obstacles when you take your eyes off the goal." Which, looking at it is likely paraphrased from a Henry Ford quote,

"Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off your goal."

I like to look into the history of stuff. But, you know, it's tricky to find the history of Spring Cleaning. From the looks there are loads of different theories as to where it originates from. Some pretty interesting ideas. All I know is that, S is for...Sorting shit out is a good thing.

So yeah, that's my advise. Get some tunes on, get some good food and drink on the go. Get your cleaning shit together, and spring fucking clean. Life will become easier because of it.

Something someone supposedly said

"I look forward to spring cleaning and putting things in their pace. It's therapeutic for me." - Kimora Lee Simmons

Songs

I want to break free - Queen

Walking on Sunshine - Katrina and the Waves

Uptown Funk - Mark Ronson ft. Bruno Mars

Killing In The Name Of - Rage Against The Machine

Toot Toot, Chugga Chugga, Big Red Car - The Wiggles