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!
2016-08-05
MY FAVORITE CLEAN UP APPROACH
For the last 4 days I have been attempting to clean up the patio. I wasn't very successful. Too many single socks and empty dishes for my liking. And don't get me started about the clothes pins that Luke likes to throw around. After a few fruitless attempts I finally had a break through today. I got myself a basket of laundry to fold and a few little helpers. While I was folding laundry I was bosing them around, telling them what to do. By the time I was done the only things left to do is dealing with a basket of Mason jars that I won't be using any time soon, would hate to throw away, but am not sure what to do with. James churned them out of the garage on to the patio. And I have to wipe of the table. Other than that. DONE! I think I will just hide the mason jars in the basement, and tackle the table,then I can consider another room done.
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