I’ll do it again, someday, hopefully soon. My bedroom
sheet curtains have been closed for years. An effort to not inflict eye damage and tongue waggling from my neighbors across the street. Now that I’ve come out of the hoarding closet with my blog I was briefly tempted to open them. But I didn’t. Too chicken still, but Soon. I promise.
Somehow the scenes in films of someone opening the curtains on sulking kermudgins is resonating with me today. I remember Rhett tossing back the drapes on a pouting Scarlett. And Mary (Secret Garden) letting her sickly cousin Colin see the light of day for the first time – ever. Anne did it too in Anne of Avonlea. Someone letting in the light of day on someone feeling sorry for themselves, hiding from the world for various reasons. I want to be that someone. I want to get up in the morning and throw open those curtains and inhale that light.
Today was frustrating as I kept getting distracted. But here’s the great news.
Yes, more trash is good news in my book. As is a slowly growing thrift pile.
But I can’t seem to keep my focus on one area. I start something somewhere, and then move something to put it away somewhere else. Yet then I see something that needs to be tidied in yet another place. I’ve always done this. Go around in circles, working my hind end off but not getting one big thing accomplished. Now, I’m making notes to ask my Young and Gorgeous Counselor how to retrain my brain to stay focused. Sometimes A.D.D. stinks. But now that I’m aware of it I can more easily recognize when it’s sidetracking me.
My other big concern is that I have a house load of stuff to learn and then I’ve got to teach these things to my kids. I’ll have to be diligent and not give up. I know some of my kids have issues too. You’d think with a laundry hamper in the bathroom they would have no problems dropping their dirty clothes and towels in it. Wrong.
I almost feel like putting a blinking neon sign with arrow pointing to the place to put the dirty clothes.
A few days ago I signed on to get Fly Lady emails. My inbox was then cluttered with email after email, testimonials, recommendations. It was so overwhelming and I was thinking, ‘Oh yeah, I need to start that and then that, etc.’ I ended up shutting down the service after 2 days of email clutter. Otherwise I’d be reading Fly Lady for at least 1/2 hour a day. I need to take baby steps but I need something concrete like the two bags of trash a day. Or following Kelly’s daily missions in the zone areas.
Needless to say, I did a lot today but the frustration level rose a notch too. My sweet Prince told me that I was doing great and he wanted me to take a break. So this evening I’m going to chill and do some more painting on my Never land Clock box. And maybe I’ll watch this with my girls.
And dream of throwing open the curtains on a clean de-cluttered room.