This might not seem like fun to a lot of you, but today I got so much done around the house before I had to go to work. I was able to do three loads of laundry, pick up all the little piles of “stuff” around the house, finish our thank you cards (finally), order a replacement for a clothing item that was recently chewed up by our dog, conquer my fear of killing and flushing a giant centipede, start a memory board project that I will probably blog about later, organize desk papers, Lysol all the knobs, handles and light switches in our condo, and make a list of future cleaning and home projects, all because the shot to my knee had me moving around like a new person from the moment I got up this morning. Honestly, I felt like-well not really a new person-more like an old me I remember fondly.
A me who likes everything to be clean, organized and in place. Who likes starting projects, working on projects and finishing projects. Who likes going from room to room seeing what needs to be done, making a list and then checking things off the list. I’ve found that if I am not satisfied with some part of my life, cleaning and organizing my living area makes me feel better. It gives me such a sense of accomplishment and relieves my stress. To quote Clueless, “It gives [me] a sense of control in a world full of chaos.” (Ten points to whomever knows what does this for Cher in the movie).
For so long, I have not been able to do any if this. Sure, I would tackle an occasional project here and there but really, because of my arthritis and almost constant resting, my husband has been in charge of the household. Don’t get me wrong, he does a good job, but I actually like cleaning and organizing while he does it because it has to be done. Note: husband, if you are reading this, this does not mean that I will no longer expect you to clean 🙂
I guess I also just felt more like an active participant in real life today. And that felt just great.