Realized it was almost midnight, and I hadn't blogged yet today. I hate when that happens. I feel rushed to come up with something to say when I really just want to hang with the hubby. But I also feel it's important to blog daily, to keep the dehoarding in the forefront of my thoughts. If I'm constantly thinking about the big picture of dehoarding when I blog, I know I will eventually be successful and finish dehoarding the house.
Got a lot done in the kitchen today again. Although the counter top and table are not quite cleaned off, they're pretty close. I'll be able to finish tomorrow. I was able to get rid of a few more things, too, so I'm okay with what was accomplished today. I'll get the counter and the table finished tomorrow.
I'm hoping for some decent sleep tonight. Not 12 hours, but 8 would be nice. I function best on 8 hours, so the 7 hours I got last night didn't help with the headache, sore throat and overall achiness I woke up to. Hoping tomorrow is better. Our middle daughter didn't seem to cough as much today, and she's not been coughing since she went to bed, so I'm hoping this is a fairly quick bug and not as drawn out as the last one we had.
Don't you wish the viral bugs were like real bugs? You could just step on them, squish 'em good, wipe them up with a piece of tissue and flush them down the toilet? I'd wish for that very thing when I blow out the candles on my next birthday cake, but I think I'll be wasting my breath.
Now watch. I'll be dreaming of whooshing toilets carrying bugs away all night long.
At least they'll be good dreams.
Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.
You can read the start of my journey here.