Twoday is a Good Day

Ignore everything you have heard about the key to life, success, joy, blah, blah, blah. Unless, of course, what you have heard is the same as what I am about to tell you, then you can revel in the knowledge that you finally got some decent advice. Being an expert on nothing, I am here to tell you that the key to all things good is compromise. Yes, that concept of concession, that midway point of opposing views, that idea which lays open resolution of problems; compromise is key. Look around at all the examples Nature provides of compromise at work. Granted, right now I can't come up with a single illustrative example, but why should that distract from my viewpoint? I mean, seriously folks, do you really think any of us would be here right now if it were not for some measure of compromise? Especially those of you who are married and/or have children. Oh, you KNOW what I mean.

Prior to the initiation of this project, I engaged in an act of compromise with the Mrs. regarding the condition of the house. A place to sleep, a place to eat, and a place to sit and watch television. And toilet access. These concessions were made in order to go through the daily routine of ignoring the piles of stuff about the place. I may be a tremendous sinner, but the woman is a saint. When the pharmaceuticals finally kicked in and most of the internal demons were locked away in the special mental closets reserved for them, I began to get disgusted with my clutter and chose not to ignore it myself. I shifted things about, cleared up the primary rooms to acceptable levels, and after some mildly animated discussion, we instituted the "two day" rule. Clearly stated, this rules holds that I will place no more in a designated area than can be cleared out within two days. Mind you, she was hoping for "would not sit in one place for more than two days," but the magic of compromise brought forth the current state of affairs. I would be lying if I said that all was happy, happy, joyful bliss, especially given that I am a charter member of GRUMP (Generally Resentful Union of Mean Pessimists). Still, having the "two day" rule does satiate the desire to toss things into, or dig things out of, the trash. Not that such a thing would ever happen. Ahem.

So you see, compromise brought forth the "two day" rule, which helped to ignite the pilot light for One Room At A Time. The project, upon successful completion, will bring forth joy, which will make life more...livable. And that is key, I would say. Spread the word.