Saturday, October 5, 2013

I Hate Housework

Mounds of paperwork, junk mail, quarterly taxes due, all sitting in a pile. Have to get my house back from its dire stage of neglect. I have a big distain for housework as there are so many more interesting things to do with my time, but I have an even bigger aversion to clutter and mess - it is neither healthy or relaxing. So I am slugging it out with the mess. Easily distracted. It is a hot sunny, sunny day outside and my deck also needs to be finished (had it power-washed, now it has to be stained and that job is up to me because no one else wanted it, but I truly don't want to spend all day doing that either).

I have a "never leave a room empty-handed rule when cleaning - meaning take something with you that needs to be put away somewhere else. Eventually there is a pile in front of the basement door or the front door, or a pile on the counter and then like the last cat in the hat with the letter zzzzzz, the vavavoom puts it all away. In the meantime it is total chaos. I have to remind myself to take care of things as they arise instead of amassing mountains of things I think I might need.

The deck was strangely inviting when facing the paperwork, but not 8 hours of inviting. Maybe an hour outside working would be OK. That was the ticket. I could not tolerate 8 hours of painting with my short attention span, but 1 hour, in the sun, listening and watching the migrating jays was actually relaxing. so I can do a section of deck at a time, an hour a day after work to focus on nothing after playing mental gymnastics  - do-able. .Like any job that seems insurmountable, breaking it down makes it easier.