Where I started with a huge amount of ambition and ended with nowhere near as much accomplished as I had planned.
I am sure that you have had one of those – and if not, my hat is off to you. On those rare times when I put a hat on my head. Baseball or well below freezing, that is just about it. Digressions are a fact of life and don’t always mean avoidance; sometimes they are just an indication of total disorganization.
I have mentioned this before, but when the area surrounding be gets totally disorganized, I grind to a stop. Doesn’t matter whatever else I have to do, I just don’t appreciate the mess. Cleaning up/organizing has its own challenges (including the ability to spell, but that is a completely separate discussion). George is kind and pays a lovely woman and her niece to come through every 2-3 weeks and do the heavy lifting. So primarily kitchen and bathrooms are never on my list of messes. But drawers, closets, and my upstairs studio/sewing & craft room feature in my nightmares.
It could be simply because I have too much “stuff” in too small a place. The walls slant which limits shelves and cabinets. Sounds like a good excuse? Rationalization strikes all the time. What is that song? “That’s my story and I am sticking to it?” Anyway, I can’t let Martha in there or I would lose her for the full number of hours that she normally spends at our house. I am limited in what I can do because there is another space which I need to access–that of my storage area in the garage. Said area is blocked currently.
Therefore I am using the excuse that if I can’t do the whole organization and cleanup, I shouldn’t start and get frustrated. Means I don’t do any of it, right? Well, when I write it out like that, it seems totally and completely stupid. Rather than work on clean-up, perhaps I should just complete my reading for tomorrow’s classes or the paper that is due by 0930?