• Jo McDowall

The Everest Of Socks

Updated: Jul 16

It was a day without a plan. The kind of day where you allow yourself to be buffeted along on the wind


The kind of day when plans are made, and some unmade


The kind of day you clear your sock drawer


I am sat writing at my table under the window. It's a still Saturday afternoon


My husband taps me on the shoulder and I look. Wrong shoulder .. hilarious ..


I had been busy writing until he and Everest caught my imagination



“How many socks can one man have?” I ask


“You can never have too many socks” he replies, studiously pairing colourful couples


“Evidently not” I answer, raising an eyebrow


This is an annual event 



Never a planned event, but an annual event nonetheless


There reaches a tipping point where the drawer screams for order


It got me thinking ..


When socks become disorganised and stale, we invest (albeit grudgingly) in sorting the disarray 


We happily disregard items that no longer match our mood, or are sad and tired


And seek out fresh new additions to add extra spring to our step


Yet I wonder how much time we invest in decluttering our mind


How many times do we spring clean ourselves, seek out new season thoughts or rid ourselves of those that no longer serve


I wonder if the drawers of our mind would benefit from an annual refresh


I’ve learnt over the years my mind doesn't function well when overflowing and disorganised

Conscious small investments of focus, over time, compound and keep my thoughts in order

To work at its optimum, I need a regular declutter to prevent an Everest emerging


#everest #declutter #mentalspringclean

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