Today I got to spend a little over an hour uninterrupted (my husband took my daughter for a walk) trying to improve our worst room... the room that taunts me with it's piles, risk of important stuff being lost or destroyed, overflowing closets, etc. The room used to be a combination office (since I work from home) and guest room, which means everything ended up there. Now it's main use is as my daughter's room.
I hate that she can't play in there because it's not safe. It bothers me that when she lies awake in her crib playing and studying the world, she's studying chaos. But, since most days the only time I can do chores is when she's sleeping in there, it's been impossible to do much about it.
An hour is not going to make it all better in there, but I did make a little dent. I accomplished my goal of making it safe to turn on the heater (cleaning out/moving away flammable stuff that's too close to it) making some space around it to let the heat get into the rest of the room, and getting physically close enough to the heater to reach the knob and turn it on. It's bad enough to provide a chaotic and messy environment for my daughter to sleep in, but now that it's fall, it's been a little chilly in there. Winter's right around the corner - she will have heat.
Every time I do this type of cleaning, I keep repeating the same thoughts over and over... why on earth do I have this/did I keep this? oh, that's where that is! I've been looking for that! And of course: hmmm, what should I do with this? I'll put it in the 'find a home for this later' pile.
Oh well. Tonight I will focus on the good feeling of having made progress in the right direction... however small.
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