And then Life Happens

after a crazy work day

To continue in the kitchen, well, Thursday turned into the craziest day for work. First I went to work from 5-6:30 AM. Then I came home for a bit, fed the ducks and chickens, drank more coffee. I did 15 minutes in the kitchen throwing away some junk and getting a bit more counter space cleared off. (That is an ongoing project that comes in about a square inch at a time). I even ran a couple loads of laundry and managed to get one of them hung out.



I had to leave home and return to work at about 9:45 and didn't get home until just about 1:00. My blood sugar was hitting the basement so I gobbled up some cheese and crackers, went out and picked some chili peppers, made a pot of green chili for my dinner. I fed and watered the livestock, watered some newly seeded lettuce and carrot beds, made my lunch and left again for work at 2:45. I got home after 10, cruise the internet a bit and went to bed. And then today I went back to work at 7:30, just happy it wasn't 5am again.

The picture above shows the state of the house this evening. I spent 15 minutes in there tonight, washing up the dishes, scrubbing on one side of the stove top and cleaning up the sink again.

Kitchen after 15 minutes

I know it doesn't look like I've done much, but really, the dishes are all clean and there's a few square inches of clean counter space that wasn't there earlier. And now I"m off for a shower and bed. I'm beat.

Happy New Year

Starting the New Year off right with a shiny sink!

Happy New Year! May you have a wonderful year with many blessings everyday! Like many of you I have a few goals for this coming year. And yes, of course one of them is to 'get organized'.

I am coming to think however, that to 'get organized' is not really the destination. I am beginning to wonder if it isn't more of a never ending path/journey. Where each day we make the choice of doing something that helps us accomplish our other goals or not.

For example, on a daily basis we choose to deal with the incoming mail, sort, toss, act on it. Or throw it in a pile and ignore it. The first scenario is the choice of people who are organized (at least in the area of taking care of the mail!) and the second one is the choice of those of us who are not organized.

I can see now why I've struggled with this issue for so much of my life. The idea is beginning to sink in, that it isn't about doing a huge amount of work and digging myself out from under the clutter, it's about dozens of small choices and actions through out each and every day. I choose to become a neater, tidier, more organized person over the coming year. Because I need to be organized so that I can accomplish my other goals, otherwise there is the risk that 12 months from now I'll be in the same shape I'm in right now.

I spent a little time each day this past week tackling just the obvious trash about the house, doing a bit of laundry and getting the dishes all washed up. I'm proud to say that I am starting out the new year with a clean shiny sink. Well, for a beat up sink that is pushing 70 years of age, this is about as good as it gets.