And realized that the “chaos” of my physical environment distracts me from concentrating on the things in my life that really matter and should be occupying my time.
So I: cleared out my back storage room enough to move some things that didn’t belong in my living room back there, went through the mail and sundry papers that were hanging about and separated it into shredding and recyclables, moved all the books that tend to lounge around my front room onto a bookcase, vacuumed and dusted, did my dishes, cleaned out one of the cupboards in my kitchen, cleaned up the bathroom, went through the piles of clothes in my bedroom, hanging what need to be hung and putting the rest in the bureau, stripped the bed, moved some furniture around, swept the whole apartment, made an orzo salad for this weeks lunches, and did my laundry.
And now, I’m too tired to make my bed.
Oh my gosh C, you need to be a party to that which I call “my life”. The clutter when in the midst of prepubescent, pubescent and early adult hormones is almost too much to take some days. I long for the days when the clutter of my life consists of the papers and trappings of me and the Viking.
I too did the purge yesterday in anticipation of the return of my beloved to this chaotic life of ours. HIS desk looked as if hit by a cyclone with the past almost 8 weeks of mail, newspapers, odds and ends, bits of fluff, along with a hearty layer of dust and cat hair covering its normally Pledge-scented surfaces.
I didn’t bother to do all those other things you mention, I’ll wait another day or two to recover from this “purge” to delve into the rest of it.
Ironically, I have during his 8 weeks away in an almost Marlow-esque fashion made my bed each and every day since he left. Has it kept my world orderly??
I’m not so sure….
E
I don’t know WHO you people are, but what have you done with my Corrie and my Elizabeth …
You need to see my Viking and his CDO in action (if it was really obsessive compulsive disorder it would be in alphabetical order). Have you looked at his bookshelf? Have you seen how they are organized by author? Have you looked at my side of the bookshelf? On my side there are cookbooks mixed in with fiction as well as a few religious books (my Torah and my Koran) as well as some nonfiction. To him that mixing of books is almost as bad as my phobia about mixing of food.
I enjoy C’s blog. I wish I could bake like her and write like she does. I’ve never tasted any of her baking, but I can only imagine it tastes really really good.
E