It may not be snowy here and in fact, it’s quite sunny and clear today. BUT, the mid-winter blahs still affect me. I’m feeling like I need to completely gut my kitchen and start from scratch. Ok, that’s unreasonable. I want to pull everything out and throw away junk. We have this corner where things have just sort of accumulated. There’d a knee-high stack of coloring books, a extra nap mat for Isaac when he goes to VPK, a non-functional computer, an old blanket that is there for God knows what reason, a grill cleaning kit, Elliot’s fishing pole, a bag I bought thinking it would work for a diaper bag but abandoned, and at least five reusable grocery bags, all crumpled and jammed behind the computer. Sometimes things don’t really have a place where they technically live so they end up in a spot that becomes a place you just vow not to look at. But I am starting to hate the clutter.
Last week when I was pissed at the world and shut myself in my room all evening, Ash broke me down. He knew I was stressed about money and the clutter. (This was when the old TV was in a weird place in the kitchen and the ginormous box the new one came in was still in my living room.) He knows me all too well. The cleaning I did this weekend really helped my overall psyche but still, I need to do something major in the kitchen/dining room area. And once I get started there, I remember all the little things on my long-term to-do list: print family photo for Isaac’s school bulletin board, print photos for cute frame I bought more than a year ago, hang paintings I did in Dakota’s room, pressure wash house, etc etc etc…
In the face of all this STUFF I have to do, I tend to redirect and find other stuff to focus on. I have the hope of a new job and finding new hobbies, and I really want to find new blogs to read. I actually like ones where people simply write about their lives. Take Swistle’s post from today; it’s just about a clock but I like that. It reminded me how I feel about winter and just how mundane stuff can be interesting to read because you know what she means. If you have any good blogs to share, please do.
Meanwhile, I look forward to warmer days and to nights where I don’t have to get up more than once (I’ll take once over three, four). I look forward to prospects of more money and to birthdays and outings and maybe even making new friends. I hope for nice new neighbors and the motivation to get stuff done in my yard. I look for more and stay hopeful, ever optimistic.