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Jul. 13th, 2005

I really need to clean the house.

I haven't really done any cleaning since before CONvergence, and the house really needs it. The kitchen still has detritus from when Barb was here the week before con, plus what I have added in the meantime. The living room I haven't really been in aside from short jaunts to get the mail, but it has a buildup of pet hair and junk mail. I need to clean the bedroom and fold the laundry, wash/replace the bedding, take the stuff out of the bedroom that doesn't need to be there. I need to put away the dishes that are in the dishwasher. I need to do a general bathroom cleaning.

All of this stuff is the kind of normal everyday thing that I haven't been doing. Partly because I'm exhausted and overwwhelmed, and partly because I just don't care anymore.

I should care. It should make a difference to me. But right now it just seems like too much bother.

There is a more overwhelming de-cluttering that needs to happen, but I can't even consider that right now. I need to put the smackdown on the small stuff first.

I haven't even been in the studio for weeks. The studio needs a serious smackdown, and is days worth of sorting and cleaning in and of itself.

And then there's the basement.

Before I can really finagle stuff out of the studio, I need a place to put the stuff. The basement is slated to be workshop space, but right now it's full of crap. So the basement needs to be hit first.

And there's the concrete work that still needs to happen.

The house isn't well air conditioned. The basement is sucky, but the studio is grotesque for heat. And being sick on top of it doesn't help.

And then there's the Barb stuff in storage. I need to get it out of the basement and bring it up to her storage locker so I can use that space for my own nefarious storage needs.

First though, I really need to clean the house.


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Jul. 13th, 2005 03:30 pm (UTC)
Notes from a packrat combat veteran.
I grew up in a house where my mom kept EVERYTHING. I became a packrat, because I didn't know any other way. Once I moved out of my mom's house, I learned to let go of the stuff and how to keep things clean.

Before you spin this into a monumental project, try this: spend 15 minutes cleaning one thing. Whether it be running a swiffer around the floor (love those things) or vacuuming one room, or cleaning one set of dishes, it will help.

You don't need to clean the whole house at once. Start small, do it in little bits. The junk mail is an easy place to start. Pick a small area where you are spending a lot of time, like the bedroom or bathroom, and then work up to the lesser-used areas.

Remember to get rid of stuff you're not using, or store them in a semi-permanent way. I got a pile of those Rubbermaid tubs for things I didn't want to donate or toss to store them. Stackable, waterproof and they hide the clutter. If you start putting things into bins as you go, it will seem a lot more achievable.
Jul. 13th, 2005 04:33 pm (UTC)
Re: Notes from a packrat combat veteran.
I know I need to start small. And I know I need to just actually *start* on something. It's going from the knowing to the doing that is an issue for some reason that I don't understand.
Offhand, I'd suspect that it's tied to the depression. It's stress, which helps feed the depression, which makes it difficult to care and causes a break in the doing.
I recognize the behavior. Or at least I think I do.

I'm trying to focus on one small thing, trying to get myself into the mindset of doing the one small thing. Break the cycle. See if I can get into it that way.
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