February did, that is.
I've been operating in a first month of the new year mode. I began the year with all my usual good intentions. I was going to clean this out and move those inside and finally give all that away. It was January, a good time to sweep out the old and make room for the new.
Well, none of that happened.
Logistics played a big part. It's hard to reorganize when five are occupying space normally used by two. But that excuse has been lame for a long time. Those blankets are still piled up on the bed.
I wasn't worried. It was still January. I had plenty of time.
And then it wasn't and I didn't.
Not that it matters. It will get done when it gets done. The pressing problems have been addressed - the cardboard boxes have been recycled; the holiday decorations are boxed and on shelves; our inventory has been restocked. Why I feel the need to have spent the last four weeks doing more than I did is a mystery to me.
I'm trying to be nicer to myself this year. I think I'll start by letting go of the feeling that I'm behind. I'm just recalibrating the time line to suit current conditions.
I feel better already.
Oh, this sounds just like me! I didn't do the cleaning and sorting I planned for January. Then I thought about it and decided I didn't need to. I'll do it if and when it needs doing, in small chunks. I am also letting go and being nicer to myself.
ReplyDeleteI still need to do it. I'm just not doing it. I have no excuses. I just am not motivated... at all.
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