So we decided to go to my parents house for New Years. Of course I got nothing done today. Besides traveling 350 miles I needed all day to "wrap things up". I really need to stop putting things off. It didn't help that I had a day less than I thought and I barely found out yesterday. So today was spent frantically getting done all the things I still wanted to do. I didn't succeed but got a lot more done than I expected. Baby was super clingy, but hey, no news.
As the boys made progress in their room thanks to my marvelous input and continued supervision I will declare their room the room of the day. Am I done? No! Of course not. But isn't it so much more fun with all these half finished projects?
I guess I will just hit "pause" on the project. Can't really continue working in my home if I am not there. I will check if there is anything that belongs to me still at my parents house. If I get it all taken care off I will treat myself to an accomplished day! How's that!
Realizing I was a hoarder was both a shock and a relief. A shock, because nobody wants to have a mental disorder. A relief, because my situation finally had a name. I found people who could relate. Knowing the problem helps solving it. I can step aside and look at the situation from a more neutral point of view. Why am I blogging about it? 2 reasons. 1. Putting my thoughts into words helps me think more clearly. 2. If this helps just one, who is like me, see the light it was more than worth it!
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