I just need to keep putting one foot in front of the other and head in one direction instead of dilly dallying around the mountainside.
Let's just say I'll be really glad when the painting is done. I don't like feeling light headed or high from the fumes. I just really need to take advantage of this nice weather and get the painting done while it's still warm. I think that most parts of the bookcase only need one more coat. I think I'll skip working on it tomorrow, though, so it will have an extra day to dry before the next coat. I'll see, if I can't work on painting the doors instead.
Once again, I didn't get as much done as I had wanted to today, but I got enough done that I'll take it. Paperwork. Laundry. Painting. And a few minutes on the treadmill. It wasn't much, but it was good to be back on the saddle again, so to speak, after 2 years. I look forward to more time on it.
Right now, I'm off to bed with a slightly sore back and pure fatigue.
I really need to get on a better schedule.
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.