Slower & Simpler - In Control

Occasionally I read Gretchen Rubin (The Happiness Project) on her blog.  The one I share here just struck a chord with me.  Broken windows indeed.  My own broken window at the moment is my artist studio in Renton - it is totally out of control.  There!  Now that I've shared that, hopefully when I get back to the mainland, I will be inspired to continue the on-going, never-ending clean-up, straightening, and organizing of same.

http://www.happiness-project.com/happiness_project/2013/02/what-are-your-broken-windows-heres-a-list-of-mine/

What Are Your “Broken Windows”? Here’s a List of Mine.

The “broken windows theory” of policing holds that when a community tolerates minor examples of disorder and petty crime, such as broken windows, graffiti, turnstile-jumping, or drinking in public, people are more likely to commit more serious crimes.
As a law-enforcement theory, it’s controversial, but whether or not it’s true on a city-wide level, I think it’s true on a personal level.
My “broken windows” are the particular signs of disorder that make me feel out of control and overwhelmed.

• Unsorted mail
• Messy stacks of newspapers
• Shoes in odd places
• Cluttered counters
• Dirty dishes scattered around the apartment (for my husband, as he often emphatically reminds me, dirty dishes left overnight are broken windows; for me, as long as the dishes make it into the sink, life feels under control)

From what I’ve observed, people’s other “broken windows” often include:

• Staying in pajamas or sweats all day
• Eating food straight from the container
• Wearing stained or ripped clothes
• Goofing off at work, even if no one notices
• Piles of laundry or trash
• An unmade bed

About the last item: surprisingly, whenever I ask people what resolutions they’ve tried, and that make them happier, “Make my bed” is the most common resolution that’s mentioned. It’s a very trivial thing, but it makes a big difference. (By the way, a survey by the National Sleep Foundation showed that people who make their bed are more likely to report a better night’s rest.)
Does fixing a broken window really matter? After all, in the context of a happy life, a pile of unsorted mail isn’t a big deal. In themselves, perhaps, these broken windows don’t matter much. But enforcing small signs of order make us feel more in control–and happier.
What are your “broken windows”? They’re different for different people. Do you agree that small signs of disorder can make you feel out of control, generally?