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Declutterization
Feb. 15th, 2004 01:08 pmMy family is going out to lunch, so although we got up fairly early (for us) we've had the entire morning to fiddle around doing whatever we want. (Having lunch before we go over.) I don't know why, but I felt like I needed this time before I could handle going somewhere. I guess it's because I've had something hanging over my head for days, and now it's gone. I finally finished my article for the next issue of Mosaic Minds. I had a horrible time with it yesterday. As it turns out, if you procrastinate too long, you might really not be in the mood to write on the very last day. I think there's probably a lesson to be learned there, but I'll be darned if I can figure out what that might be. ;) Anyway, now it's done and sent off (finally) to the appropriate editor, so I'm feeling much better about life, the universe and everything.
It's funny how much the little things can affect your mood. I'm not really the neatest person in the world, but sometimes the clutter build-up kills me. At some point as a teenager, I went to bed one night and literally couldn't sleep because my room was messy. Now, the room looked exactly the same as it had every night for the past two weeks, but for some reason, it really bothered me on this one particular night. I ended up getting out of bed to clean my room before I could fall asleep. That's how I'm feeling now about this room. I think it's because we're actively working on stuff in here lately instead of just wasting time. We have a bunch of projects, most of which aren't yet at a stage worth writing about yet. For once, though, we're really trying to make the most of our time. I mentioned the other night that I cleaned the counter off, and I don't know if that carried enough emphasis. I still smile every single time I walk into the room. It's a long counter, you know, and it had large things on top of it--storage space is really at a minimum here. Due to creative rearrangement, I no longer see anything but empty space and curtains to my left when I'm sitting at my desk, and I'm already noticing that it's having a great affect on my mood. Next goal: finish up my desk.
Anyway, I guess it's time for me to get going. I need to have lunch and then we're going to go do the family thing. I keep thinking I'm going to write about the current missing family situation, but I keep putting it off. I guess all families are strange. Mine sure is.
It's funny how much the little things can affect your mood. I'm not really the neatest person in the world, but sometimes the clutter build-up kills me. At some point as a teenager, I went to bed one night and literally couldn't sleep because my room was messy. Now, the room looked exactly the same as it had every night for the past two weeks, but for some reason, it really bothered me on this one particular night. I ended up getting out of bed to clean my room before I could fall asleep. That's how I'm feeling now about this room. I think it's because we're actively working on stuff in here lately instead of just wasting time. We have a bunch of projects, most of which aren't yet at a stage worth writing about yet. For once, though, we're really trying to make the most of our time. I mentioned the other night that I cleaned the counter off, and I don't know if that carried enough emphasis. I still smile every single time I walk into the room. It's a long counter, you know, and it had large things on top of it--storage space is really at a minimum here. Due to creative rearrangement, I no longer see anything but empty space and curtains to my left when I'm sitting at my desk, and I'm already noticing that it's having a great affect on my mood. Next goal: finish up my desk.
Anyway, I guess it's time for me to get going. I need to have lunch and then we're going to go do the family thing. I keep thinking I'm going to write about the current missing family situation, but I keep putting it off. I guess all families are strange. Mine sure is.
