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.

Saturday, February 2, 2013

I'm thinking of having an affair.

I'm exhausted tonight. In trying to get things caught up before my surgery, I may have overdone it a bit. I have a couple of loads of laundry to do tomorrow - some sweaters and the girls' bedding, and I should be caught up again. I have to admit I've really enjoyed the new machines we got, and I'm finding it much easier to keep caught up on laundry with them. 

 A couple of weeks ago, I decided to wash the bed pillows and was pleasantly surprised at how clean they came. It's nice to know that I can wash them at home instead of lugging them down to the laundromat. Besides, I probably would have thrown some of them in the trash rather than taking the chance of someone seeing how dirty they were. Sort of like cleaning the house before the cleaning crew gets there, because you'd be embarrassed they'd see how messy your house really is. Funny how that works, isn't it? 

 While we were changing the bedding on our bed today, I took the cover off the memory foam mattress topper to wash. We discovered that it is the memory foam that is wearing out instead of our mattress. That was some welcome news, considering how inexpensive memory foam is anymore. We're thankful we only have to replace it and not the whole mattress. 

 So I will go to bed exhausted tonight but very thankful for the accomplishments of the day. I was even able to get on the treadmill and walk for 30 minutes. Unfortunately, I've missed about 5 days on it since I started walking daily back in October, but I'll take it. At least I  haven't given it up entirely in spite of illness, back pain and the general achiness and fatigue of fibro. 

 I think our bed is trying to seduce me. I hear it tenderly calling my name with whispers of sweet dreams. 

 I think I'm going to give in...

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  1. My name WAS Female, I shit you not!February 3, 2013 at 6:13 AM

    Good Luck with your surgery and Get Well Soon, if not sooner. (((hugs)))

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  2. JuliFebruary 3, 2013 at 7:21 PM

    I'm way behind on reading... hope you're doing well sooner than later. Good for you on still walking... it's so easy to make excuses (regardless of how valid they are) and not exercise. But in the end it does so much for the mind as it does for the body.

    And you've just reminded me... I need to change the sheets before I slide in. :)

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    1. Confessions of a Closet Hoarder but you can call me JudyFebruary 3, 2013 at 9:49 PM

      Thanks for the encouragement, Juli! It has been hard to keep going when I haven't felt well, so I have to admit that there have been several days that I only walked for 5 minutes just to keep up the habit. Still 5 minutes a day was better than skipping it all together.

      And that whole being behind thing? I can't even dream of catching up on all the blogs I'm on behind on, or I'll have nightmares!!

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  3. Sherry SikstromFebruary 3, 2013 at 9:41 PM

    I have been known to give into the guilty pleasure of an early bedtime now and then too, enjoy

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