The Petri Project

A living lab report from 43 Things.

In Praise of Piles October 18, 2007

Filed under: Identity, Nest, Work & Career — brangien @ 6:59pm

gore's desk“If a cluttered desk is a sign of a cluttered mind, of what, then, is an empty desk?” ~Albert Einstein

I’m gearing up to clear out my home office, and for me a hefty part of that process involves kicking and screaming against the mere prospect of doing it. Hence, today’s post, in which I become defensive about my clutter.

When I chanced upon this picture of Al Gore in his office (at right) and noted the spectacular state of his desk, my first reaction was, “One of my people!” (My second was, “What’s with the giant frog art, Al?”)

I felt instantly supported in my long-held belief that countless smart and successful people manage just fine with clutter. According to Ajilon Office, a professional staffing firm, this belief is not merely wishful thinking. Their research has found that “office messiness tends to increase sharply with increased education, salary, and experience.” (Which I guess accounts for why Mr. Gore’s desk makes mine look neat as a pin.)

Despite the fact that many high achievers do their high achieving amid slippery stacks of paper, there’s a whole lotta shaming going on when it comes to clutter. Naturally, a lot of the tsk-tsking is perpetrated by the booming home-organizing industry, which the New York Times says is projected to reach $7.6 billion by 2009.

Authors Eric Abrahamson and David H. Freedman, in their book A Perfect Mess: The Hidden Benefits of Disorder (due out in paperback on January 1st), attempt to combat the current home-organizing hysteria with reasoned arguments in support of disorder. While Abrahamson and Freedman do not advocate hoarding and concede a space must have enough room for the occupant to actually work, they also contend that people who tend toward a cluttered desk also tend to get loads accomplished (the piles are just a retraceable trail of work flow).

In an interview with the New York Times, the authors purport, “Mess is complete, in that it embraces all sorts of random elements. Mess tells a story: you can learn a lot about people from their detritus, whereas neat—well, neat is a closed book. Neat has no narrative and no personality.”

Even further, they argue, too much organization inhibits creativity. In an article in Inc.com, Freedman says, “When things are carefully arranged and kept in their ‘proper’ time and place and done in precisely the ‘right’ way every time, you lock out some highly useful qualities—such as improvisation, adaptability, and serendipity.” One of many examples cited is that of Alexander Fleming, whose cluttered laboratory desk held a moldy petri dish that led him to discover penicillin.

So here’s to piles of paper and moldy petri dishes! You never know what great discoveries might lie within.

Photo: Al Gore in his office (Steve Pyke for Time).

 

Wet Blanket October 10, 2007

Filed under: Love & Relationships, Nest — brangien @ 11:46pm

buddy blanketDoes anyone else find this home accessory as depressing as I do? It’s called the Buddy Blanket and sells for $169. The New York Times says it offers “the illusion of companionship,” while the retailer contends it’s the “ultimate solitude counter-measure.” I realize it’s supposed to be whimsical, but personally I find it more harrowing than hilarious. (Could there be a meaner gift for an always-single friend?)

Granted, everybody feels lonely at times, but I think you’re likely to feel ten times *more* lonely with one of these draped across the sofa (silently commanding, “Hey, Buddy! Come sit next to my inanimate, woolen arm!”). As if it weren’t already enough of a bummer, the blanket is also available in a white design that looks like a police chalk outline, giving the impression that your only friend was recently murdered on your couch.

Please folks, no matter how much you may yearn for companionship (illusory or otherwise), do not try this at home!

 

Stuffocating September 26, 2007

Filed under: In the News, Nest — brangien @ 8:13pm

dump runIn harrowing news for the clutter-prone (ahem), the Boston Globe reports that a human chain of 14 firefighters pulled a Massachussetts man out of his clutter-filled house last week, where he had become trapped by “a mountain of debris.” According to the article, “it took paramedics more than 10 minutes to locate him amid the piles of furniture, boxes, magazines, appliances, and trash that he’d accumulated over several decades.” (Found dehydrated and barely conscious, the 90-year-old is now recovering.)

To be sure, this is an example of extreme clutter, or “compulsive hoarding,” but it serves as an object lesson for those of us who tend to let the New Yorkers pile up.

Gail Blanke, life coach for Real Simple magazine, says there’s a great way to get your own de-cluttering process started: throw out 50 things. It certainly sounds “real simple,” at least until you hear the part where she says *all* your magazines and catalogs count as only one thing. Yikes.

She also suggests making a physical list of the 50 things you throw away, so you can look at it later and “feel lighter.” This idea is actually quite appealing to me—I like the sense of accomplishment I think it would bring. And Blanke says it can lead to even more than a clean house. From the article:

When you start throwing out a lot of physical clutter and you get on a roll, a new urge kicks in—the desire to clear out all the clutter in your mind. That’s when you get into the really good stuff. It’s the mental clutter that drags you down and holds you back, that keeps you from stepping into the next great segment of your life—the one that’s filled with promise, joy, adventure, and, best of all, fulfillment. You can’t move forward into the future when you’re constantly sucked back into the past.

And you can’t move anywhere when you’re trapped under a mountain of debris!

Photo credit: heet_myser on Flickr.

 

Clutterbug September 15, 2007

Filed under: Nest, Personal Quests — brangien @ 10:48am

clutterSomething about the back-to-school season always fills me with the hope of becoming an organized person. This cyclical optimism is likely seated in a lingering memory of papers carefully collected in Trapper Keepers, pencils secured snugly in zippered envelopes, and the pleasing snap of a three-ring binder. I’m not sure those were *my* tidy papers, pencils, and binders, but nonetheless, this fall I’m inspired to attempt to de-clutter my house.

Since the situation is rather dire, I enlisted the help of one of my hyper-organized friends, who was nearly salivating at the prospect of getting my house in order. He showed up on a recent Saturday morning and implemented a strategy which I believe I’d seen on Oprah. We picked one room to focus on (my bedroom), removed all the clutter from that room (a small subset of which is in the photo above), and piled everything in another room (the guest room), which he termed a “staging area.”

Once all the papers and magazines and books were removed, we thoroughly cleaned the bedroom. And it was marvelous! I saw surfaces I hadn’t seen in years. I felt calm and unafraid of what stacks might be lurking under the bed. I was certain I’d sleep better without all those looming piles of mystery. I felt like an organized person!

staging areaThat is, until we moved back into the staging area, where I was supposed to *quickly* decide what to keep, throw away, or take to Goodwill. I guess a speedy pace was supposed to elicit my gut reaction to the items in question, but I wasn’t falling for it. How would I know whether I needed all those New Yorkers until I read each table of contents? What if I needed that book for teaching next year? What if that NY Times article would be good blog fodder some day?

It seems I defeated my hyper-organized friend, who remarked, “I didn’t anticipate this attachment to words.” Then he suggested we take a break. Two weeks later, my staging area still looks rather… unstaged (see photo at left), which frankly doesn’t bother me, but I’m betting it’s not what Oprah had in mind. I believe there’s still hope, however. In fact, I found a helpful list of “words to keep you motivated” on the stellar website Unclutterer. There’s lots of great stuff here, but I’ll leave you with a few of my favorite tips:

  • You don’t have to unclutter in one fell swoop.
  • If you relapse and get bogged down, don’t become frustrated and beat yourself up over it.
  • Living an uncluttered life doesn’t mean that you have to live an ascetic life.

I’ll let you know how it goes.

 

This Widget Was Made For Walkin’ August 27, 2007

Filed under: Health & Fitness, Nest, Wanderlust — brangien @ 2:18pm

walk signalOkay, so your 401K is impressive, your vision is 20/20, and your SATs were off the charts. But how high is your Walk Score? Dare to click and find out?

Using Google maps, Walk Score calculates the “walkability” of your neighborhood (or one you’re considering) and offers a sense of how feasible it would be to go carless. The widget works by tabulating the stores, restaurants, bars, schools, parks, etc., within a couple miles of your home address. (What Walk Score fails to take into account—at least right now—are several important factors that affect walkability, including freeways, bodies of water, topography, and crime rates.)

Of course there are loads of reasons to walk more… such as improving physical health (which, as we recently learned, can boost your brainpower); saving money and reducing greenhouse gases by using a car as little as possible; supporting the small, local businesses that pepper your route; and increasing a sense of community in a world that can feel pretty isolating at times. So if you’re thinking about moving, it makes sense to look into the Walk Scores of potential neighborhoods.

My home earned a score of 74/100 (what’d you get?), which puts me in the “Very Walkable” category, one step below “Walker’s Paradise.” According to Walk Score it also means “it’s possible to get by without owning a car.” I do usually walk or bike to the grocery store, post office, bank, and all-important coffee house (this being Seattle, there are *nine* coffee houses within a 1-mile radius of my house—and only one is a Starbucks!). But get rid of my car completely? That would take a pretty huge paradigm shift. And a bevy of sturdy umbrellas and slickers.

Photo credit: gisarah on Flickr.

 

Vex Libris July 18, 2007

Filed under: Creative Pursuits, Nest — brangien @ 2:22pm

bookpile rightHorace Mann said, “A house without books is like a room without windows,” and I agree. (Growing up with literary parents I learned that walls exist to support bookshelves, and when the shelves are full any surface will do.) What Horace failed to address, however, was what to do when you have so many books they threaten to *obscure* the windows. Since lately my book piles have been feeling less literary than looming (see photos), I’ve been seeking advice on how to make them more manageable.

The first suggestion comes from an article in the New York Times last month (which I’d link to if it weren’t only available to subscribers). In search of ways to reduce book clutter, the writer consults Standolyn Robertson, president of the National Association of Professional Organizers (a title that frankly makes me want to bolt the doors and hide). Perhaps I’m unnaturally suspicious of professional organizers, but when Robertson says, ”People have a love affair with their books,” I bet she’s not saying it fondly. I think my suspicion is confirmed by one of Robertson’s tips, which is to take photos of the covers of the books and make a memory album before purging yourself of the piles.

I’m sure Robertson is a perfectly nice person, but this advice could only come from someone who has never loved a book. As if leafing through an album of photographed book covers would be in any way similar to picking up a beloved book, letting it fall open to a favorite passage, feeling the flutter of the pages, and smelling that faint whiff of paper!

Take photos of the covers of the books and make a memory album. Hmm…

You know, plants can really add clutter to a home. Why not get rid of those too, after, of course, taking photos making a memory album? Come to think of it, pets can be decidedly less than organized. Maybe we should snap some fun shots, get rid of the hairy beasts, and enjoy paging through a memory album instead!

Ahem. Moving on to other ideas.

bookpile leftIf you can manage to part with them (gulp), here are some options for giving books away:

You can also donate them to your local library, though librarians ask that you check with them first (they don’t want books that have been *too* well loved, for example). Or you can go the capitalist route and sell them at used book shops, or on Ebay and Amazon.com.

But if you’re like me and you mostly want to find a way to neaten them up a bit, the New York Times has some swanky storage solutions (though oddly, they neglect to mention this pigeon-inspired wonder).

And finally, I love this kooky idea, courtesy of the always fabulous Apartment Therapy site: organize your books by color! Since many of us remember books by the cover color anyway, it wouldn’t necessarily make things harder to find. And plus, even if you do have to dig through to locate something, it’s a great excuse to surf the spines of all those beautiful books.

 

A Different Sort of Garden Gloves July 9, 2007

Filed under: Nest — brangien @ 2:05pm

under the old apple treeHere in Seattle we’ve entered the glory days of summer, which means for the first time in months our focus has turned from the coffee house to the backyard. (Actually, we’re still pretty focused on coffee, but you get the idea.) As in towns across the country, people here are hard at work planting gardens, building decks, and questing after landscaping dreams. But really, what’s the point of all the backbreaking labor if you aren’t going to show it off? Why not celebrate your achievement—even if it’s a work in progress—with a garden party!

Garden parties distinguish themselves from standard backyard BBQs via nostalgic pursuits like badminton, croquet, and mint juleps. I recently came across some excellent garden party suggestions in the Encyclopaedia of Etiquette (Vol. II): What to Do, What to Say, What to Write, What to Wear: A Book of Manners for Everyday Use (Doubleday, 1921). (As we’ve established, I’m a sucker for antique advice books.) Inside, author Emily Holt offers rather lengthy instructions for mastering “everyday” occasions, including “Walking Arm in Arm in Public,” “The Bachelor’s Theatre and Yachting Party,” “Mourning Dress for Servants,” and “The Sea Concert.”

Behold Miss Holt’s tips for the perfect garden party:

While women always dress for a garden party in their lightest flower-festooned hats and delicate chiffons, georgettes, or organdies, and carry their fluffiest sunshades and wear their whitest gloves, men are privileged to appear in either yachting flannels and straw hats or cutaways and high hats. In this country [the U.S.] the prejudice seems to be in favor of the less formal costume. A complete suit of white flannel or serge, or a suit of light gray or fancy flannel, a combination of white flannel trousers and a dark serge sack coat, worn with colored linen, a colored four-in-hand bow tie, white or brown or patent-leather Oxford ties, and a white waistcoat, make an equally appropriate combination. Gloves, as a rule, are not worn at any but garden parties given early in the season and attended by gentlemen from town.

Martha Stewart wishes, right? If you decide to throw a garden party this summer (are you daring enough to invite gentlemen from town?), be sure to document the fluffiest sunshades and yachting-est flannels.

Photo credit: corydora on Flickr.

 

Pigeon Hole June 27, 2007

Filed under: Nest, Work & Career — brangien @ 12:54pm

the caveAs a furniture design student, Sakura Adachi wanted to create a piece that bridged the gap between public and private—a space that created a sense of seclusion while still offering visibility. (Kind of the idea behind a blog, come to think of it.)

“I saw how people create their own space in cafes and trains, how they sit on the front edge of their seat or put their things on an empty chair,” Adachi says in the New York Times. Once she had the basic concept, she looked to the skies for inspiration. From the article:

The multitude of pigeons in London quickly became her muses. Ms. Adachi said she was struck by how the birds roosted in the alcoves of older buildings, just beneath the eaves of roofs. The pigeons went about their business in these nooks, seemingly oblivious to the pedestrians below, she observed.

Her goal was to make a piece of furniture that replicated the experience of dining al fresco on a busy sidewalk—a pastime, Ms. Adachi said, that makes someone feel simultaneously sheltered and engaged.

Called the “Cave,” the bookshelf-with-a-built-in-reading-nook that was once Adachi’s thesis project is now available to consumers.

There is something undeniably appealing about creating a private space in a public sphere (think treehouses, backyard camping, or building a fort in the living room). Many of us, however, aren’t quite ready to spend $7000 on a reading nook (and can’t squeeze into the child-sized version, which is still over $4000). But as Adachi points out, there are plenty of ways we humans create our own public/private roosts. As I write this, for example, I notice I’ve created my own little nest, bordered by my laptop, my bag, and my jacket, right in the middle of a bustling coffee shop.

Do you have pigeon-like tendencies of your own? Are you more productive when you’re “simultaneously sheltered and engaged”? Or more bird-brained?

Photo credit: Sakura Adachi