The Omelette Didn’t Cause It

A real-time reminder about awareness, timing, and letting go of what no longer serves you.

I was making a military corner when it happened.

I paused and thought, “hmm… something… something feels a liiiiittle off…”

Not dramatic. Not urgent. Just enough to notice.

I hadn’t even eaten all day.

I was packing, thinking about my flight, figuring out how much time I had to lay down before my Lyft arrived.

Around 5 PM, my mom came in and asked if I had eaten. I told her no, that I was about to make something.

She said she’d make me a plant- based omelette.

I ate. Finished it. Had some of the toast she made. I was still wrapping up my metaphysical class, moving around the room, packing my suitcases, making the bed so my nephew would have clean sheets when he came over.

Everything felt normal.

And then, while I was making a military corner on the far side of the bed, something shifted.

Not dramatic. Not immediate panic. Just… off.

That’s when it started to get weird.

It didn’t feel urgent at first.

More like something quietly trying to get my attention.

“Excuse me… I’m just going to scooch in here for a second…”

That’s honestly what it felt like.

Of course, I thought it was the omelette.

That was the most logical explanation in the moment. I had been fine all day, I finally ate, and then things started to feel off.

But the omelette didn’t cause the problem.

It just revealed it.

Within a few hours, I was in the ER and found out I had appendicitis. Surgery was happening that morning.

I was actually preparing to head to ATL airport to fly back to the Bay Area to help a client with a decluttering and organizing project.

Instead, my body decided we were going to clear something out first.

And it did.

When I was coming out of anesthesia, I was talking. The nurse told me later I kept saying “decluttering.” Apparently I was mid-conversation, walking a client through clearing out a space.

Of all the things my brain could have reached for, it went straight to that.

That made me laugh.

Because in a very real way, my body had just done exactly what I help my clients do every day.

It recognized something that was no longer functioning, something that was creating pressure, and it removed it.

Not eventually. Not when it was convenient.

Immediately.

That’s the part people don’t always talk about.

We tend to ignore what feels slightly off. We adjust around it. We make space for it. We tell ourselves it’s not that serious.

Until it is.

This is how home organization and decluttering actually work.

It builds quietly. It doesn’t always announce itself as a problem right away. But over time, it creates pressure. It changes how you move through your space. It affects how you feel, even if you can’t immediately explain why.

And then one day, something small happens that makes you stop.

For me, it was an omelette.

Not because it caused anything.

But because it made me pay attention.

And when you hold onto things that no longer serve you, they don’t just sit there.

They can become expensive.

You start paying to keep things that don’t even add value to your life anymore.

Storage units. Containers. Systems built around things that should have been released a long time ago.

And over time, the cost isn’t just financial.

It shows up in your time, your energy, your space, and how you move through your home.

Pay attention when something feels off.

Not everything needs urgency. But everything deserves awareness.

Sometimes the most important thing you can do is recognize what is no longer serving you and be willing to let it go.

My appendix made that decision for me.

In my work, I help people make that decision for themselves.

I’ll be resting for a bit, but I’ll be back soon.

And when I am, we’ll get to work.