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Today found me keeping pretty busy, which was good because the carpet guys were here laying new berber downstairs, and since I'm incapable of relaxing when there are strangers in my house, I turned a few random piles on my (old) bedroom floor as well as 1.5 xerox boxes into 2 big bags of recycling, 1 bag of shredding and about 1/2 bag of trash. oh, and the rest in a tiny neat pile for filing.
Which sent me to my next task; setting up my pretty pretty purple hanging files (and some of my really really pretty folders) with files for this year (since I don't have a filing cabinet, I think I'll have one small file box with all this year's stuff, one with past years' things for the house and another with past things for my personal stuff). Did I mention it's all really pretty? I love office supplies. Especially new ones...
All this despite my waking up bright and early at 4 am. About as annoying as getting back from Bali and waking up at 3 every morning for 3 weeks. What was that about?
I'm sure the bad sleep had nothing to do with yesterday being a really bad day. Basically, Reality was mean and nasty and totally in my face, with rare sweet glimmers of optimism. So I suppose I deserved a productive day where I could put everything back into the perspective it deserves (I am where I need to be and I will eventually be where I want to be; I'm truly seriously deeply happy for mom and her great adventure and have complete faith in her ability to live it fully; this is an opportunity to do some honest self-evaluation and shed the dead weight, whether in my living space, my head space, my spirit or my body).
So I still don't know my appropriate mood for today, but I'm that much closer to figuring it the frak out.
Which sent me to my next task; setting up my pretty pretty purple hanging files (and some of my really really pretty folders) with files for this year (since I don't have a filing cabinet, I think I'll have one small file box with all this year's stuff, one with past years' things for the house and another with past things for my personal stuff). Did I mention it's all really pretty? I love office supplies. Especially new ones...
All this despite my waking up bright and early at 4 am. About as annoying as getting back from Bali and waking up at 3 every morning for 3 weeks. What was that about?
I'm sure the bad sleep had nothing to do with yesterday being a really bad day. Basically, Reality was mean and nasty and totally in my face, with rare sweet glimmers of optimism. So I suppose I deserved a productive day where I could put everything back into the perspective it deserves (I am where I need to be and I will eventually be where I want to be; I'm truly seriously deeply happy for mom and her great adventure and have complete faith in her ability to live it fully; this is an opportunity to do some honest self-evaluation and shed the dead weight, whether in my living space, my head space, my spirit or my body).
So I still don't know my appropriate mood for today, but I'm that much closer to figuring it the frak out.