Its been a rough, really rough 2 weeks, emotionally. I’ve been riding an emotional roller coaster, hitting giddy highs and sinking into the lowest of the low. It was the worst for me last Friday when I really felt in despair of ever having a solution to my on-going problem with the people responsible for damaging my car. Blogging and work is helping keep me on an even keel as I strive to have some normalcy amongst the chaos.
But last week, after a long hot shower, I sat down, looked around my humble abode and decide that enough was enough. I didn’t want to keep dragging myself down and despairing over things. Yet, in the 2 weeks when I’d been stumbling around like a zombie, I realised that my home had become a big pile of mess. Well, its not just from last week but its been a growing mess that I keep looking at and looking away because I just don’t have the energy to deal with that on top of everything else.
I had my mail, bills, junk mail, bank statements… all littered over my dining table. We joke that I shouldn’t have a dining table because I don’t dine at it, I just use it as a horizontal dumping ground to dump everything on when I get home. I had stuff everywhere, laundry unfolded, mail unopened, press releases strewn all over. It was a tip.
I needed to get things under control and it would have to start with my home and by clearing clutter.