How true it is. I am changing my life - I'm on a mission to Live Well - and doing anything I can to be on my right path for sanity's sake.
Part of what I'm changing is what foods I eat and portions and all that contributes to weight loss. It's not a hard push, I'm not restricting myself, just being aware and doing my best to make good choices that will result in a healthier me.
I'm also changing what I dislike most about my home: our pack-rat lifestyle. Thanks to my friend, Sherry, I have a book that helps me do that as much and as often as I'd like, on my own schedule, and my house still gets clean. I've managed to keep the main spaces tidy so now I'm taking on the clutter spaces and well-used surfaces that sort of muck up the look and feel of everything. You know, those catch-alls where everybody puts things and nobody looks at again?
Those spots in my house have been overwhelming. OVERWHELMING to look at, let alone do something about. But why?
Because the devil is in the details.
Ridding of one pile of mess seems futile in the face of all the piles of mess that surround me. And when I look at a pile individually there are usually books and clothes and pieces of mail for who knows who, stuff to BE mailed to people I love and just never bother to take to the post office, things my kid no longer plays with (and hasn't for umpteen years), things I meant to nail to one of our walls and just haven't. Small stuff. Details. Hard work. Or is it?
I'm going to remove some clutter from a cubby in my kitchen today - taking out all the unnecessary stuff, doing something WITH that stuff, and THEN I'm going to move the cubby to a more obvious space in the room so that it will be EVEN MORE unsightly should it get tucked full of unnecessary stuff.
It is one of those jobs that looks boring and there is some stuff stuck in there that I don't even know what I'll do with. Details. Ugh! But, I'd rather do something than nothing these days (and I thank the death of my mom for that!) and by this afternoon I will be glad I bothered.
And just to keep myself from being distracted and bugging off of the job, I've got my teenage friend Morgan coming over for motivational support - and I'm paying her a few bucks to help me sort stuff (but really it is just to have someone to talk to and be around.) It works out because she wants money for her mission trip and I want an organized cubby in my kitchen.
So there you have it....proof that I will stop at nothing (even if it costs me $10) to get this crap done.
