Sometimes it takes something small to set larger things in motion. Anticipating visitors, we do a bit of reorganising of the sitting room.
Then we remember that we have a guest over Hogmanay. So we do a bit of moving things round to allow for that too, now we’ve started.
Then we remember that we’re giving up our room for our guest…so we move some stuff up into the attic.
So far so good.
We’ve been in this flat some time. Several things happen as a result of this:
A) various things have their place, and that works fine.
B) Other things have a place too, and it works kind of OK. C) Further things get dumped in different rooms as a result of …well, living.
But what we forget is D: move things around a bit and get some new ideas.
The space feels different – and so we start using it differently. It’s not rocket science, but it works.
Except that, having been here some time, that’s as good as moving, really – a new perspective on how life works day to day, what we need, where we need it.
A further step: we start to question what we do need. That’s no bad thing either.
The point behind musical chairs is that one person ends up the winner, when all the chairs have been taken away.
In the game we’re playing right now, we gain a new space every time. And we
re-experience our home: a box of delights in its own right.