Okay. I know I'm not a candidate for Clean House, I can see the floors in all of my rooms. I can sit on most of the furniture. But as I haul two big trash bags of clothing and rags out to the pickup for tomorrow (the Thrift Town store for recycling both clothing and rag is on the way to work) I can still hardly tell.

I can walk through the house more easily, but the closets and drawers and boxes around here are still crammed full. I'd still be embarrassed to have someone I wanted to impress come in. (My friends and family know that organization comes and goes, we all manage to clear enough space for events, but I'd like it so I don't have to do so much of that clearing any time I am having someone over!)

I seem to have reached a time in my life when this has finally drifted to the top of my list of things to do, because I finally see it will make the other things I want to do much easier. The thread has been very helpful. Enumerating the progress is a good way to tell myself "attagirl."

I think I'm in a funk because it is a dark muggy overcast day. It wants to rain but it isn't. I can see and almost taste the things I want to do, but I'm not there yet.

Blehhh

SRS, fuming in Fort Worth