Hoo boy. We have taken on something large here. Yesterday morning Bob and I started on his "junk room," which is also the kennel location of his 125 pound serious-shedder of a dog. This morning Bob likened the process to remodeling; it tears up everything and leaves it a mess for a long time.
It's satisfying though. We're making progress.
And I'm also doing smaller projects that are actually finishable: the bathroom drawer, the upstairs chatchke bowl, and a more inventive little undertaking: sewing corner extenders onto the sheets so that they don't come untucked.
I started that last one because I have a larger sewing project in mind that I don't want to do by hand as I usually do these things. So Sunday I bought one of those little $15 hand-held battery sewing machines at Target and I'm trying to learn how to use it. Haven't quite got the hang of it yet. It feels like a cross between a stapler and a hamster.
This is all so grounding, this real-world nonverbal stuff. I say that somewhat ironically, but it's true.
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Peggy, you remind me of two things I do when I'm getting organized. One is that I keep telling myself that it's going to get a lot worse before it gets better, over and over and over. I'm at my worst in the middle of total chaos. And the second thing I do is spend a good bit of time getting ready to organize - doing things like going to Target, getting a gizmo I've never used before, and spending a good part of the day learning to use it.
Keep up the good work.
Wel, jeez. I left a comment here and it didn't show up. Basically said that Bob and I were buoyed by your thoughts of being in-the-midst.
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