optimism and grime removal
Things are looking up. Yesterday and today, I took the mornings to go the middle school and high school and complete my observations that were assigned from the Teaching fellows. I had a really good time and need to send thank you notes via email (but I can't remember if I have the right email addresses in my work account or home account.) As my optimism grows, I feel like a meerkat peeking out over the edge of its burrow. (Yes, it might be eaten by a hawk, but it might also spot some tasty, tasty grubs...) However, like the meerkat, I start to notice things that I was content to ignore while wrapped in my personal misery-cocoon - like exercise and how incredibly filthy my house has become. I can't remember the last time I cleaned my bathroom. Tonight, I've managed to completely exhaust myself running around tidying and stashing and throwing out and scrubbing. And the house looks a little better, but is mostly still pretty messy. The weather is gorgeous, so I really wanted to take a walk (I have the last two evenings!)- but I steeled myself and started to pick up clutter. I wonder if I have a tendency to hoard things- i have a hoard (angry horde?) of plastic grocery bags that I can't bear to throw out taking over my kitchen cupboard (I do use them for kitty poo- but how much poop can one kitty produce?) The irony with the plastic bags is that I also have an overgrowth of reusable shopping tote bags (I love reusable totes!) that have insidiously taken over every corner of my house (which probably how I accumulated the plastic bags in the first place, because I couldn't find the tote bags to take the store.) Grandma Fanny would make jokes about the Collier brothers (or maybe they were warnings?)