|photo found at fr.wikipedia.org|
Coming back from vacation often throws me into disarray. If I'm being honest however, I would say I've been in disarray for a little over a year now, coinciding with a traumatic experience we had. I've got piles of things that need to be sorted and donated, I've got boxes set aside I have no idea what's in them. My normal mode tends on the desire to be highly organized resulting in semi-organized to well-organized. Right now, I'd say I'm bordering on chaos. I need to reign it in but it feels overwhelming just to look at it. I know I should ask for help but I don't really know who to ask. Then again, I could do this myself, I'm sure of it. I just need to get started. Doing the bare minimum is no longer acceptable to me, it never was but I was dealing with things enough at the time. I can forgive myself for getting this far, I think, but can I whip this into order again? I truly hope so.
I'm a list maker, planner. Well more like simulator as my husband points out. I picture my goal in every detail and then try to head that way. Usually I dive in without making a plan, just the picture simulation I've made and a list or two. This time I'd like to marry the two and add proper planning in. I think I will do this:
Start in the worst room, the scariest one. Clean it one section at a time until finished - whether that takes one hour, one day or I have to do it in stints over the course of a few days. Just do it till it's finished. Then, I will move to the next scariest room and so on. Alleviating the worst of it first so that each subsequent room will feel less and less difficult. I will keep up with the everyday cleaning to my best for now, not worrying about deep cleaning until the rooms are organized and neat. Then I will shine this place up and step back and admire. After that, it's time to keep up with it. This time around I will enlist my children to do their part more actively. I know you're probably not that interested in this little (actually kind of big) problem of mine, but putting it here commits me more to the plan.
So, I raise my glass of fresh juice and say, "Here's to getting started!"
P.S. Poetry Friday this week, we'll use the word: NEAT.