Deep Thoughts: What If I Made It Worse?
One time when we were living in Virginia, I bought a stranger a bus ticket. I don’t know what possessed me, and to this day I wonder if I actually helped that person? You’re supposed to wonder about the small things other people do for you that you can never pay back. But what if instead we wonder about the things we do for other people that we never hear about again?
Embarking on the Midlife House Project
I bought the house for my kids. Now I want it to feel like home. The front room has been a storage dump for a year. First project: fix it, fill it with books.
Challenge Accepted
One month out of my marriage, surrounded by moving boxes, I fell into a decluttering rabbit hole and gave myself three days to fix everything. Classic.
Falling Into Cleaning
I don’t often have motivation for cleaning, but when I do, it’s often because I have visitors coming. I had run out of what steam was powering my motor to unpack and organize. Days passed and next thing I knew I grew numb to the clutter and disorder. That is never a good thing. So when my phone rang on Friday I had a renewed sense of purpose.
Boxes vs Papers – Clash of the Titans
I have painted myself into a dangerous corner. I don’t want to label it procrastination because I would think that what I had been doing instead of doing my papers would have been fun (like watching TV or reading a book), but it too has been work and just as important.
