Yesterday, I had lunch with an old friend whom I had not seen for 16 years when we were in a terrific show together. She is great fun but that is not the point. She is fun and organized, which proves you can be both. She has a lovely home in Burbank, which she says she always keeps clean and comfortable. I was there once or twice all those years ago and I remember it. It was very neat and comfy. And she was fun back then too. So I asked her about it and she said that she can't be in a messy home because it makes her head crazy too. Which is exactly how I feel - so judging by the condition of my house, I have been crazy for a while.
My husband, Prince Bob, has been so good and he has kept the insufferable kitchen very clean and things generally picked up. And Jenny too - she is turning into something of a housekeeper. But there is dust. And laundry. And bathrooms. And linens need to be changed. And days and days and days of junk mail to be sorted through and tossed. Which means there is garbage too. And vacuuming. And probably three large bins of things left hanging around - like shoes and sweaters and tweezers - that need to find their way back to their proper places. Not that I remember what their proper places are anymore. And the absolute worst room in the entire house is my bedroom - where a week ago I pried my fake acrylic french-tip nails off and left them - ghoulishly - on my night stand. Gross. Truly.
So it appears, I have been off my game for a long while. Because while I knew my house was a mess, I didn't know it was this big of a mess. And I can tell you that I have not been fun.
So tomorrow, I have to get up early and focus on one room at a time. And hopefully, when I am finished, my house will reflect my newly re-organized mind - the one that is getting less obsessive on every tiny twinge I feel internally.
Who knew that Celexa was such a great cleaning agent? I think I'll put it right next to the Windex.
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It's afternoon Val, and I'm trying to see what I have accomplished at my house. I know how you feel Every thing you do leads to another thing that needs done. Thought I'd spruce up for fall and didn't realize how many things needed to be put away before I could even begin to set "new" seasonal things out. It's never ending but just think, we have a house with bathrooms, bedrooms, kitchens, garages and so much more. That's what keeps me going.
ReplyDeleteThanks for making me realize how thankful I should be. (a defining moment?)