Worked late tonight. Well more like sat at my desk and didn’t do anything for an extra 4+ hours. I’m not so sure why I decided it was necessary to be there. I mean, there sort of was a reason but … anyways
So I got home late. The kids stayed at Grandma’s. Last night the same thing.
Last night I thought maybe I would take care of one of my million tasks. Instead I fell asleep on the couch.
Tonight, home later, but somewhat-sorta-motivated to do something.
So I attacked the closet.
It was very SAD
Except for my stuff it’s remained unchanged, unaltered. I’m afraid removing the stuff will impact my lil girl. That was one reason I left it as it. The other being that it’s just one of those tasks I would rather put off…forever! I guess we’ll see how she does with it.
Months ago I found these vacuum storage bags at costco. The box has been sitting at the entrance to the closet ever since.
But tonight I did it. So many times I wanted to stop. But I kept going. I knew that if I stopped I would just have to get back to it again.
So all her clothes are now packaged away. It was not a fun activity. It doesn’t feel good to have removed it from my list. It didn’t feel much different keeping everything in there, having to see it each and every day 🙁 It was lose-lose