Coming Up for Air

The office area is a shambles.  I'm sure it's going to stay that way much longer than I'd like.  Of course, it's my own fault.  I'm re-arranging, throwing out, filing, scratching my head and sneezing every few minutes.  Dust, you know.  And LOTS of it.

I dreaded doing this.  Talked about it all last year and never touched a thing.  Finally, I just couldn't stand it anymore.  Plus, I think the idea of getting my own computer galvanized me to consider just where in the hell I was going to actually put one.  I have a paper sickness:  just can't throw information-laden pieces of it away.  It's nuts.  Today, I feel just like one of those hoarders Oprah helps periodically.  Little slips of paper EVERYWHERE along with stacks of files and magazines.  My mother says it's genetic; I got it from my father who was notorious for jotting down "notes" and tearing things out of magazines.  Me, too.  And it's crazy-making.

This Friday's quote should be tattooed on my forehead.  Or, at the very least painted on the wall in big, big letters.

T.G.I.F..............AGAIN?????

Damn.  How does this keep happening?  I write on Monday.  I'm supposed to be writing on another couple of days of the week.  Then, all of a sudden, it's Friday again.  Sometimes I think Somebody is subtracting days out of my weeks just to gaslight me.  Or, is this just a "senior moment" type thing?

However, there is one good thing that's happened in these lost (to me) days.  I have begun the Great Excavation over in my craft area.  Say a little prayer for me please.  I managed to clear a space, oh.....about 3 feet square in the floor.  I guess it is a start.  But what a puny one!

Never fear:  I am determined.  Somehow, some way, this horrible pile of odds and ends is going to evolve in to a place where I can actually get work done without being surrounded by stacks and piles and heaps.

But for now, let's just enjoy the weekend, okay?

Sidetracked AGAIN

I'd like to say that I've finished with that attic thing. But you know the answer to that already. Isn't it amazing how you can lose focus so quickly and so completely when it comes to "cleaning out"?

In my defense, I have made a marvelous start. And it IS just the 9th of January. But somehow the days of this week have just slipped by without me even opening the door to The Black Hole.....well, maybe I could just say The Dark Gray Hole; some progress has been made after all.

Tomorrow is already committed to something else (a knitting class; thank God it's not grooming dogs or cleaning up anything!). Sunday, I know at least one little black dog that requires a "re-bath". So, it looks like the week of the 11th will have to be designated as Resume Organization Week. Sigh. Keep your fingers crossed that I can say "all done" at the end of the week.