Wednesday, January 16, 2019
My life is in shambles.
Ok, things aren't that drastic. My life isn't in shambles, but it feels like my house is. I knew when I started the big tidying event that it would look worse before it got better. Pulling everything out of closets and drawers to sort makes a big mess. I am in the midst of that mess and man is it affecting my mood. Why did I do this in January? I feel short tempered toward my family and I know it is because of the temporary chaos. I am so anxious to get things all sorted and really focus on experience the joy that is supposed to come from having a house filled with only things that spark that joy. The process isn't quite so joyful. I need a vacation or a magic wand to take care of this for me.