I would like to say that I am being much more organised and tidy in my new house, but my pants would immediately perform an act of self-combustion, and then I would have another mess on my hands, not to mention one less pair of pants, so I shall tell the truth : I am hopeless. I have not gained any organisational skills and am still unable to keep a well-presented home.
To be fair, I have only just moved and I know these things take time. Or, at least, that’s what everyone keeps telling me. They don’t specify how much time, but apparently it is a reasonable amount and I should milk it for all it is worth. I am mostly struggling with knowing where to put everything (having ditched a lot of my old storage items before I moved, like an idiot). And I want it to look nice too, so I am focusing on making things look pretty, instead of just finding homes for it all. There’s a big part of me that just wants to get rid of everything and start over.
I’m also struggling a lot with the old black dog right now and trying to ignore it isn’t working. I was planning on starting to exercise again this week, go for a walk around my new neighbourhood etc, but I injured my foot badly (don’t even ask me how because I don’t honestly know – I think it was getting up and down a ladder on the weekend, but I’m worried it is plantar fasciitis) and I am hobbling around like an old woman. I also have a very painful rib which was, possibly, caused by some over-zealous hugging from my youngest nephew a couple of weeks ago. He squeezed me like a tube of toothpaste and, although it was very sweet and appreciated, I was very sore afterwards and now feel like I actually have a cracked rib. I know I don’t – he’s only 7 and I doubt he’s strong enough to break someone’s rib – but it hurts. I do have a bit of a weak spot on that side, having damaged it before, so it’s not totally surprising, but is is annoying and makes me feel even more feeble. (NB : note to said nephew’s Mother – don’t be mad at him. It’s not his fault his Aunt is a bit pathetic, and I will take a hug from him, or any of his brothers and sisters, any day of the week. And it is also possible I hurt it some other way, like coughing or breathing weird or bashing in to something…because I actually do that quite often).
So, all I want to do right now is sleep (which I am also not doing very well at the moment – it is eluding me every night and I am waking up later and later each morning) and not do anything. Again, failing as an adult. I did do my dishes last night though, so yay me!
But, I know I will get things sorted and have things the way I want them. I can be a tad hard on myself and not allow myself any downtime. I’ve nearly sorted my craft room/office and am itching to get stuck into some projects, especially as the weather is starting to warm up and I don’t need to be tucked up in the lounge room, practically sitting on top of the heater in order to keep warm. One side of my craft room looks like this :
…so neat! So orderly!
…And then the other side looks like this…
…I like to call this the “Giving up on Life” side of the room 🙂
So, as I said, it is getting there. I just have to whittle away at the mess and chaos and try not to be impatient about it. I can only do so much when I am working full time and I have to give the black dog some room too (should probably give him a permanent basket in the corner, quite honestly). I am still very, very grateful to have my own place (it honestly hasn’t sunk in yet, although the panic about paying for it has) and am trying to remember that and that I can take as long as I like to get it just right. Basically, I am just aiming for being able to see the floor at this stage!
Hope you are happy and settled and have order and peace in your little corner of the world.