of my goals for this weekend, this is what i accomplished: clean living room; box of to-donate books (and then some); clean/reorganize office closet; get new elliptical trainer delivered, assembled, put in correct place, and used; take out trash; replace failed auto kitty box with shiny new auto kitty box; hit target for new shower curtain liner; buy new shredder; clean bedroom; organize shoes; box up yarn to send to friend; install doorstop for front door so it stops bashing into the wall and annoying me; install coat hook behind front door so i stop hanging things on my stereo shelf.
these are the things i failed to accomplish: keep office clean (piled it full of living room stuff while cleaning the living room; have gotten most but not quite all of it taken care of; desktop is cluttered and there is a large pile of mail to be sorted, which should be even more fun than normal now that i have a shiny new shredder), clean kitchen (it’s largely de-stuffed and major targets (fridge, countertop) are clean, but it’s still cluttered and i couldn’t actually use my kitchen table to eat a meal), take things-i-no-longer-need to the brown elephant.
this post isn’t just some sort of mindless self-congratulations about meaningless household stuff, although it might look like it. i live in a world where sometimes it’s really, really hard just to get up in the morning, so having the motivation to get up and get piles of things done — rather than just think of the piles of things i have to do — is pretty noteworthy, to me. so, still, despite not having a totally clean office anymore, or a totally clean kitchen, i’m feeling pretty good about it all. i even found time to make some tins of whipped body butter, get two rows of my afghan-in-progress crocheted, and send a fat check to Discover. and i’m going to do a couple more things before i call it a night, tonight.
yay!
