Day 175
I wish I could blame my day on some sort of affliction … like my having severe ADHD or something along those lines. Instead I think I’m just going to make up a new one and blame my ways on that … something akin to Chicken Without a Head Abnormal Functionality (CWHAF) or Out to Lunch Syndrome (OLS) or Brain on Vacation Disorder (BVD) … something!
I have on my paint clothes. I have had them on for 12 hours and the closest thing to painting I got today was carrying 2 paint brushes upstairs. That was it.
I did not get the hall trim finished or the bathroom started or my bedroom even looked at. What I did do was on my way to get the paint cans I walked past the main bedroom and thought, “Oh, I really should clear all the extra stuff out of here.” Something I’ve been saying for a few weeks.
So, without giving even a nanosecond of thought to my paint project for the day … I started in on that bedroom. And in that bedroom were all the decorative items and artwork that was unpacked but had not found a home yet. All of it was carried into the dining room and put on the dining room table.
The artwork had not been unwrapped yet … so, I set to unwrapping all the (very well wrapped) art pieces and framed wall art and wreaths and flower arrangements. Which meant a lot of packing materials (cardboard flats, bubble wrap, popcorn/peanut things and newspapers) that I had to drag to the garage for pick up. So I did that. 10 trips.
While in the garage I realized I hadn’t picked out some of the newer blind slats that I might need for the blinds still in my family room. So, I foraged through the pile of the slats I already took down and came up with the few newer ones that I needed as replacements.
Back in the house I passed the set up ironing board that I was going to use yesterday to iron and then hang the curtains for the family room windows. They are still sitting on the ironing board.
Anyway, I made piles of the framed pieces to put up on the walls around the house. But I realized I was missing some pieces … where did I see those?
I walked back to the bedroom and, now hours later, I was set to vacuum that room. So, I did. And then I thought I’d rearrange the furniture in that bedroom (meanwhile the furniture I’ve pushed out of the way upstairs is still not moved to where it’s supposed to be!) … so I moved furniture around.
And then I didn’t like it any way I rearranged so I put it all back how I had it to start with. Great. Okay … room done. Well, I thought I’d best wash the quilt and heck, why not do the dust ruffle, too? So, I hauled that armful down to the basement laundry room.
While down there I realized that this is where the other artwork was that I hadn’t brought up yet and unpacked. So, I moved a ton of boxes to get to the flats holding the art and lugged them all up and unwrapped them like all the others I had just done. And more trips to the garage with garbage! Now I had all the art together to choose from for my walls in one place. Good thing.
I went back down to check on the laundry and thought, “Well, I’m here … I’ll organize my business boxes and put things away on the shelves. I’ll just do this until the washer is done.”
Longest washing cycle in the history of the universe. 6 hours later I’m still downstairs! The floor has been washed, the business stuff has been organized and put away and I started in on whatever boxes are at hand, unpacking and trying to put things away. But I’ve only made a very tiny dent in this massive basement organization.
So, the dining room is a disaster zone. I still haven’t gotten to the curtains. The basement project has begun and the organizational process always looks worse before it looks better – so, it, too is a disaster zone. None of the art or decorative pieces have been hung or put around. And I didn’t get any painting done!
And I wonder why I don’t “get things done.”
Yep … I’m gonna blame this scattered day on some weird disorder!