February was a tap out, it wasn’t as bad as it has been in the past. I gave myself time and just went with the flow. The flow was cold and slow, but I had plenty of reasons to smile. Nothing grand or exceptional just day by day. I had mini goals and I met them as they came, that is enough for celebration. I feel spring, March is a deceitful month of fluctuating temperatures and mixed precipitation, I can see the finish line at least. It is time to complete inside things so summer can be devoted to the outside. There seemed to be so much illness during fall and winter, time to focus on health.
I am weeding through my things again, creating piles to wade through. I wonder if that process ever stops? It sounds good in theory, looks good on paper, real time… not so much. I am an organizer, my own junk, I have faults. The sentimental stuff still gets me every time! This is the time to get tough on my things. Our house of two is far too big and it is time to make changes. It is one of those things that make you reflect on why you haven’t done it sooner. One cupboard, one drawer at a time, sometimes twice. The mantra, “If you haven’t used it in a year.” Always plagued by, “ What if I need it?” Now hubby, he is worse than me. Maybe we should switch, it is easy to be brutal with other people’s stuff.
March we will march! March through the collection of life memorabilia, all 39 years of it! The rooms that are done, are peaceful, quiet, calm. It’s funny the difference of opening one door of chaos can send you spiralling on where to start and what to do. Even when you know what to do, that first step is a doozy. I guess it is time to put on the marching song and wrap it up! Perhaps pack it up and maybe throw it out? Wish me luck! Happy March, hibernation is over!
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