I wasn’t really that organized before college.
I would do everything I had to do (which was just homework let’s be honest) the day before it was due. I would write it in my planner at school, go from school to practice, and then do homework every night at some point between dinner and going to sleep. Easy.
When I got to college, no one was there to plan out my time. I suddenly had a lot of free time and didn’t know what to do with it. I didn’t know that many people, and talking to tons of strangers became exhausting. I had a smaller room than I did at home, and suddenly there were two of us living in it. I didn't know which problem to deal with first, or even how to deal with them. Help.
I became very stressed very quickly and started having dizzy spells and blurred vision, but I thought there was no way it was just stress. Several doctor’s visits and blood workups later, I had been told to (1) please stop being a vegetarian and (2) that it really, really was just stress. Turns out, they were right. I finally got the headaches to go away, after I became organized.
When you’re in a highly structured environment your whole life and then are stuck into an environment where you need to create your own structure, it can be really difficult to know where to start. The mere act of organizing my room, which I never did in high school despite my parents’ repeated requests, made me feel less claustrophobic. The more organized I became, the more clear my head felt.
At that point, I started to realize how important being organized is. If I felt like I would never be able to accomplish everything I needed to (there aren't enough hours in a day!), I would just sit down and schedule out every hour of my day. There it was, on paper, exactly how I would accomplish everything. I had a plan of action. That way, at the end of the day I could relax, knowing I was on track with everything, not flailing.
I didn’t get the hang of it right away, but now organization is second nature to me. I hate clutter and mental clutter. I organize my meals, my workouts, my clothes, my stuff, my work, and my chores. I’m not obsessive -- a little mess doesn’t bother me the way it used to. It just frees up some mental space for me when everything is just so. I’m convinced that everyone could benefit from a little more organization, so here are some things I’ve learned about being organized that have helped me: