Holy cow! My spaces are a mess! I keep losing things in them.
I need to clean in the worst way. It’s just paper and clothes and books and blankets and CRAP strewn everywhere.
I am not motivated though. I should be. I mean, I actually have time today.
I will be bored out of my mind if I don’t clean today, and yet surely I will come up with something, anything, better to do than clean.
I really should start in my closet. Again. I’ve lost enough weight that I have to re-sort my clothes.
I don’t really have a lot of clothes in this “in between” size.
Who am I kidding? I mean, I have a bunch of clothes, but they are all in different sizes now and so I don’t have a lot in any “one” size. It’s terribly annoying. I just had to buy two more pairs of shorts this morning that will probably fit (I mean hopefully), for 6 weeks.
Anyway, I might get lost in my closet. For real. That’s an all day project.
I don’t know if I’m up for it to be honest.
I need to change my sheets too, but my bed is my desk, so… I have to clear a ton of stuff off of it and put it… somewhere.
Not anxious about this at all.
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