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My laid-back (Italian?) self

How can I live with chaos when abroad but not at home?

My sister (mostly lovingly) calls me a pedant …
I am an organized and tidy person. I make my bed daily. My dirty laundry lands in the laundry basket to be washed. Clothes I’d like to wear again are folded and put on the tub in the bathroom. Dirty dishes are never waiting in the sink to be cleaned, but stowed in the dishwasher right away. Paper and books are neatly stacked in my office. I daily fold the blanket on my sofa before I go to bed, even though I use it daily. My cosmetics are in their designated place in the bathroom, nothing lies around. Trash is put in the trashbin. My shoes are in the shoeshelf or put neatly one next to the other. I definitely dislike looking at chaos.

Italy brings out my chaos-embracing side?
At the moment, I am on a school trip in Florence, Italy with a colleague who is also a friend. And I find myself being more relaxed and less paranoid about cleaning, tidying up and organizing. I thought that was impossible…

Of course, others might not consider this chaos, but for me it is kinda huge. Some things I am able to let go….

I still make my bed daily (and fold my pijama), yet I can let dirty dishes wait in the sink to be cleaned for later. The rented flat is spacious but was not really cleaned, yet it was my friend who hovered on day 1 (I cleaned the kitchen a bit). It is ok for me to have my clothes lying around (still neatly folded though) without a system to it. Papers on the desk are not stacked, there is more chaos on the kitchen table than I am used to and my worn socks have carelessly been tossed next to my shoes. By me. For days I was puzzled when I saw them there, but only picked them up today.

How come I do not feel this maniac need to tidy up here? How come I see chaos but feel it belongs there?

Maybe it is because we are in Italy, and nothing ever goes as planned here. πŸ™‚ Maybe I find this chaos relaxing- since it is impossible to be controlled, I needn’t bother try. πŸ™‚ Maybe I just enjoy being laid-back for a change… ? πŸ™‚

I hope this laid-back me survives the trip back home, however dormant, to surface there every once in a while. It is sure relaxing.

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Author: carasmelody

daydreamer, hopelessly hopeful, I love the power of words, I love poems, words are soulfood

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