Tidying the Mind
The woodshops in various states of clutter My workshop and my mind are a mess. It isn’t a disaster or a catastrophe. I just had a long week of work and it's been a long winter of half finished projects and half-baked ideas. There are bags of screws and electrical parts strewn about amidst broken saws, dull chainsaw blades and unused plumbing parts. In my head, I am stuck on a few song lyrics for a new song about the wildfire season of 2017. I am planning my wedding, now just four months away. I am trying to compose email responses to people I really don’t want to talk to. I am scheming how to accomplish an upcoming week of high and dangerous roofing around potential snow and wind. A lot is going on simultaneously in my head and on the workbench. It is uncanny how often the clutter of the shop and the clutter of my mind are synonymous. But when I clean the physical world, it seems that the mental clutter gets organized too. Some people like a messy shop. They know exactly where