Clean slate...
I realized the other day that on a subconscious level I must still be clinging to the routine of the last couple decades. Up in the truck are my work gloves and there is my "work survival " tote bag with my tools, my favorite pruning shears, markers, pens, pencils,extra tubes of chap stick and hand lotion. Extra dry, warm socks and spare earbuds for the tiny MP3 player that is my "work only" player. My uniform fleece is on the back of the seat with the little ball of wool yarn I always kept in the pocket to hold when I needed grounding. My work khakis are hanging on hangers in front of the closet and my shirts are hanging on the back of the bathroom door. In the top drawer with my name tags and "years of service" pins, my sturdy work watch and jewelry and such are all my little notes and papers and stuff that wind up in my pockets every day. It's all ready for me to return to work in a few weeks. LOL! 'Cept I won't be... so I just wonder why I have things still all out like they would usually be. I wonder why I didn't put everything away and integrate it into my "general junk"as soon as I knew for sure... and why I'm still procrastinating. It's not like I even liked the job anymore or will miss it much (tho there are people I will miss).... it's just that dang habit and routine. I think if I don't acknowledge it, I won't have to deal with the changes and starting something different. I need to shake it off and wipe it down and make a clean slate. Now that I've talked about it some I can start at some of it. I really need to clean the clothes off the back of the bathroom door anyway.