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I'm exhausted.
Nov. 4th, 2015 08:17 pmToday was a day to organize and clean. I'm signed up for Nanowrimo, but I haven't been able to concentrate. My desk has been full and cluttered, and the art/craft/jewelry supplies have been in a bothersome disorder.
( Picture for proof )It's a dramatic change. I'm physically very tired, but mentally energized. The cats were disinterested in what I was doing and stayed napping in their favorite napping places, and I was home alone to stir things up, drink tea, and vacuum without being observed/disturbing anyone.
All those file boxes (about 20) contain art & craft supplies. I have more... the quantities of beads... and boxes and boxes of letters and journals. One of us needs to become famous someday; my saved correspondence will be the joy of some biographer. Sometimes I fantasize about destroying it all, but then I think of that. And there's a kind of responsibility, too, that I feel to yesterday's me.
I finally took the furin (glass windchime) down, too. Like wearing white after Labor Day -- embarrassing!
( Picture for proof )It's a dramatic change. I'm physically very tired, but mentally energized. The cats were disinterested in what I was doing and stayed napping in their favorite napping places, and I was home alone to stir things up, drink tea, and vacuum without being observed/disturbing anyone.
All those file boxes (about 20) contain art & craft supplies. I have more... the quantities of beads... and boxes and boxes of letters and journals. One of us needs to become famous someday; my saved correspondence will be the joy of some biographer. Sometimes I fantasize about destroying it all, but then I think of that. And there's a kind of responsibility, too, that I feel to yesterday's me.
I finally took the furin (glass windchime) down, too. Like wearing white after Labor Day -- embarrassing!