It’s time I said it out loud. I’m one of those people that gets all excited about something, signs up, buys materials, researches, etc….and then before I know it, I have a plethora of unfinished projects on my hands and I’m moving on to the next one.
My prodigal has mentioned a couple times now that he thinks I also have ADHD (he was diagnosed last year). He’s probably right. When I think of it, it stresses me and also makes me feel incredibly guilty. I try to come up with an answer as to why I keep doing this. The only thing I have come up with is lack of discipline and it’s time I address it and work on it.
I do think I’m making some progress though. Ten weeks ago I signed up for the Running Room’s Learn to Run clinic. I actually stuck it out to the very end. Ok, Sundays were a little dodgy because I am not a morning person.
I don’t sleep in late, it’s just the actual getting there that is a problem. If you are expecting me to be somewhere before 8:00 am and that somewhere is not my kitchen, sipping hot tea, prepare to be disappointed.
If YOU need to be somewhere at such an ungodly hour and are counting on me to get you there…you’re going to be late and it’s been nice knowing you. For reals, ya’ll. You need to set the bar much lower if we are to remain friends.
There’s this rebellious streak in me that waits until the very last minute. Seriously, that type of stress really is horrible and I berate myself the entire time as I’m driving like a bat out of hell to get to my destination.
You should see my Pinterest boards. Chock full of recipes I’ve just GOT to try. If I count last night’s dinner, my total of actually tested meals is….2. It’s a start though, right? Right?
Then there’s the not putting things back right away deal. It takes literally seconds to put things away once done. I never realized how bad I am at that. At the end of the day I will take a look around and think “who did this?!!” Since I live alone, the answer is always “me”.
This past week I have been diligent in putting things away, washing a dish or cup right away after meals and drying them instead of leaving them in the dish-rack. It’s an eyesore to either wake up or come home to dishes just sitting there. Verdict? A feeling of organization and also gives me great satisfaction to walk into a kitchen where there’s a place for everything and everything in it’s place.
This all might seem like small potatoes, but when your mind is constantly whirring in thoughts and projects, it’s easy to let these little things slide and before long, it all becomes too much and is overwhelming.
The need to organize is starting to be a bit of an obsession for me now that Fall has arrived and the comfort of nesting settles in. I’m doing my best to work with what I already have. No need to bring more “stuff” in here.
Here’s what I made the other night while catching up on my PVR’d shows (that alone is worthy of its own post – I have 324 recorded shows/movies just waiting for me to show them some love!)
Fall wreath at top of stairwell. Undecorated wreath was sitting in my closet for two years. Needs a little something though. Pine cones or ribbons maybe?
Little Pacino is always ready to lend a hand (or paw)
My little shadow, always eager to jump in – literally
If this wreath could talk, it would probably say something along the lines of “bitch, it is about time you took me out. Did you expect me to decorate myself?!”
Stay tuned for more self loathing and organization projects!