I forgot to bring my homework home with me tonight. I literally carry my book bag with me almost every where I go just in case I have a bit of time to be reading or at least checking on things. Today I left work and made it all the way home before realizing it was still sitting in my office. Instead of going back for it, I decided to work on my kitchen. It’s disorganized state has been driving me nuts. So I went to Menards, bought some shelves and hung them with the aid of a certain muscular guy and his working drill (sadly, my drill died completely a couple weeks ago). Hanging the shelves meant I had to remove a cabinet, empty its contents and find new places to put everything. But it’s amazing the difference already. Its not quite finished, but it feels a little larger and has added a lot of storage. The only downside is that I need to find a new home for the chalkboard. But so far, it’s worth it. I’m thankful to have better organization and a way to free up my counters. Less clutter will (hopefully) make the kitchen easier to work in and keep clean. And save my sanity.
I can’t believe it’s October already. A friend of mine posted on Facebook today that there is only a month left before he will start putting up Christmas decorations. I almost unfriended him. I’m still clinging to the last shreds of summer. It seems like just a few days ago that I put my winter clothes away. (It really was just a little bit ago. I am so behind on stuff.) And just like in the spring, I feel the need to organize for fall. Maybe it’s because I’m spending less time outside now and more time inside, looking at the clutter that abounds. Granted, some of it is because we are still keeping items out of the dog’s reach, so things tend to pile up. Although he’s getting a bit better about staying out of things, at least while we are around. (When we aren’t he still tends to bring things in and out of the doggie door. Sticks and burnt log remains from the fire pit end up inside while shoes and toys and clothing go out.)
It’s this time of year that I realize I have too much stuff. I really should go through rooms with a box and start collecting items I think I can live without and store the box in the basement for a while. If I don’t miss anything, then the box can go. I know I also need to organize better. I’d be happier if my closets and cupboards and laundry room were streamlined and efficient. But there’s something about October and Fall that makes the time speed up like the fast forward button on the DVR. You know when you can still follow what’s happening, but feel like you’re not quite getting the full story? That’s where I’m at. Looking towards the end of the year with too many items left on my to-do list. We have only 91 days left in the year, my friends. That’s 91 days to finish the resolutions you may have set for yourself. And within those days are holidays that also seem to speed up time.
It’s easy for me to get lost in the busy. So out of curiosity, I looked back in my journal from this time last year and reminded myself of how much I’ve accomplished since then. We may have only 91 days left, but that means we’ve had 274 days already this year. And for me, those days have been rather productive. I may feel like I have a lot left to do, but none of it is an absolute. Well, outside of working and studying and breathing. Maybe eating and drinking a bit. And talking to my mom regularly because, you know, moms. So I’m not stressing. I’ll do what I can feasibly do and the rest will wait. I and my messy house will survive. I’m thankful for the perspective.