This morning as I was doing laundry I had a memory of when I was married and my ex would complain when asked to put clothes in the washer and the clothes were inside out. He would have an absolute fit about this and I would just think, well it only takes, what? - 2 seconds to turn it the correct way and move on.
This in turn made me think about people that I have talked to that say "Oh I could never quilt, I just don't have the patience for it". I guess that made me think this morning that my patience must be tied to my ability to not sweat the small stuff.
I know people that clean their house so much including their garage, that I bet that you could eat off the floors - including the garage floor! Me? I can overlook that sock that my son dropped next to the couch until he gets up tomorrow morning and I can ask him to please pick it up. Granted there are days that I do pick it up, but it is not something that would nag at me and cause me distress. My house may not be the cleanest on the block, but I am certain that it is one of the happiest because I don't stress over small things that I do not feel are important. If someone doesn't want to visit me because I might have a sock on the floor then they will be the ones that are missing out on my wonderful self. :)
My passion for quilting does lend itself to a bit of clutter in my studio and my longarm room, but to me this is happy clutter because its where I immerse myself into my creativity which is a zone that feeds my soul. I am my happiest in this zone and in these rooms surrounded by my fabric, patterns, tools etc... When I see these rooms I feel an immediate sense of self and a calmness comes over me that can only be experienced by someone else that truly understands what it is like to have a creative passion. It is the Zen of my existence. The fact that you can see these things in my home and they do not "conform" to a normal household set up does not bother me in the least - I just don't sweat it.