I give up, take 2. *click*

[chaoswolf]

Another rant. I am crushed. There really isn't a way for me to explain it. I know what the fucking fire marshal said. I know that my room is supposed to be clean, but seriously...what's wrong here...? We are talking about Chaos, aren't we? I understand what misdev says and keeps saying that if we put half as much effort into the work as we spend whining about it, it'd be better. I know that this philosophy doesn't work for me, and I don't understand how it is supposed to work for me. I've tried that. My sense of organization is so off that it's no wonder I pay someone else to clean my room. Really. That's why I've employed the services of misdev and Uncle Phil in the past, plus the other previous housekeepers beforehand. Really, I don't know how they want me to do it...but I'm such an incompetent fool that no matter what I do it isn't going to help me at all. It seems that my sense of order is crushed, and there's no way in hell it's going to do any good anyhow. Just another rant...I think I'm done.

Comments

[dopple.livejournal.com]

*pats your head*

[sdorn.livejournal.com]

You and I have a common disability that psychologists have recently added to the DSM-IV-Supplement pi. It's DD—Disorder Disorder, previously known as Chaotitis, AMP (Absent-Minded Professor) Disease, the C&C DTs (cockroach and Coke, or the other way round), Porcelain Paralysis, and the It's-NOT-Simple Syndrome. Some researchers have said it's a designer diagnosis that really stems from orientation psychology (leading to a schism between those who favor vertical vs. horizontal organization), while others say that it's clearly a cultural bias in favor of linear spatial openings. I have a mild case, while my oldest brother has a more severe Type II DD.

I deal with the concrete manifestation of DD by sneaking up on it, taking care of the symptomatic detritus in a way that catches my brain unaware. So in between semesters I leave myself ten or fifteen minutes in my office between appointments and decide I will make my recycling bin absolutely filled with obsolete paperwork. I do my best to ignore the fact that concentrating chaos in a recycling bin removes it from the rest of the room. Thus, I can manage a fair bit of actual cleaning up without getting into psychological difficulties.

[wolfshighpriest.livejournal.com]

I understand completely . . . *tries not to look in his room* But hey, I'm Chaos too.

[asahoshi.livejournal.com]

My room's worse than yours, Kat. I've been able to clean it in 15-30 minutes. Don't worry about it.

[wolfshighpriest.livejournal.com]

You're a goddess, though . . . no help for the rest of us :-P

[chaoswolf]

That's true, but I haven't shown my room through the webcam. You only saw the disorganized bookshelves.