Once again, I'm sitting down to blog much later than I should. In fact, I should probably be in bed by now, but here I sit.
I worked on painting again today, but between the painting and the scrubbing yesterday my wrists are both a bit sore. So I braced my left wrist and worked on paperwork instead.
Have I mentioned I really detest paperwork? I hate having it hanging over me, but I put it off, because I can't stand doing it. So then it just flaps in the breezes of my mind waiting for me to get to it. The flapping finally got to me today.
This is insurance paperwork. Stuff I needed to do, so we can be reimbursed for things. Gah. I still have more to do, but this was the most important, so at least I've done my part. The rest is up to The Hubster. He'll have to fax some paperwork, but it should be done by tomorrow night. That's a relief.
I'm making this quick tonight. I've got to get some sleep. I hate how busy I've been lately, because I have put all online activities on the back burner out of necessity. It's good, because I've been able to get more accomplished, but it's frustrating to me, too. I would love to have about 8 hours a day to read blogs and do general web surfing, but until I have a spare 8 hours, I'm afraid I'll be limiting my time.
I'm sure things will slow down eventually.
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.