Baby Step

OK, it's ridiculous.
OK, it's overwhelming.
Will one tiny step even help?

Well, yes.

Not Giving Up

My struggles have not come
to a fairy tale conclusion.

I have let things pile back up in the spaces I'd cleared.

Some things still look better than they did before I started this blog. 

I need to get serious with the clearing out and organising of my things. 

Inch by inch or in great strides, I'm trusting God that He will help me make this happen. 

I don't need a showplace.  I don't even want a showplace. 

I do want to glorify my heavenly Father in this area.  My family has suffered enough. 

My life has been restricted enough. 

I will trust and work for victory.

I Did...

1. got my breakfast and medications down
2. got a package prepared and put it, along with the one I prepared yesterday, out for pick up.
3. filled the ice cube tray
4. started a load of laundry
5. got dressed
6. chatted online with a dear woman who can use my support, now and then

If, dear reader, this list looks strange to you, you probably have not been faced with my kind of depression or anxiety or what ever this is.

I awoke, this morning, feeling good.  The long list of things I need to do did not oppress me.  I felt like I could do them all -- in a single bound!  By eleven o'clock I wanted to crawl back into bed.  I forced myself to do a little more, including starting that laundry load (modern conveniences are such a blessing in the household chores arena) then, since one of my tasks is to send an email and I had sat for an hour, in I came.  I wrote (typed?) the above list to remind myself that I actually had done something, this morning.  I didn't even bother with the fact that I put away a few dishes from the drainer. 

Seeing so much to be done often overwhelms me.  I feel there is no point in doing the little nibbles that I know I can do, because there is so much more to do.  I think I need to start celebrating the tiny triumphs; the little clear area, the meal cooked, the box straightened and put away!  Perhaps then I won't feel quite so worthless, when it comes to my housekeeping.  If I don't feel so worthless, maybe I will get more done.  We shall see.  It can't hurt to try, can it?

No "After" Pictures? Nope! Didn't Even Finish the "Before!"

I took a series of photos on Monday,
planning to do an in depth "what's wrong
with this picture" post. 
Today, I got this far...
Yesterday, I needed to do
something for someone.
Today, I was fighting
(or not fighting)
a little depression.

"There's always tomorrow..."
I guess.

I'm Still Here... Happy St. Valentine's Day

I may not be doing much but I'm still
interested in having my house look pretty,
be comfortable and function well.
This is in the bathroom!

Progress...

My dear husband wanted to know
what I wanted to do, today.

I told him I wanted to get the
Christmas tree down,
the dishes done,
dinner made
and
for him to put together the
second set of book cases
I bought on clearance
quite some time ago.

The tree came down when
I brushed by it.
I took off the rest of the
decorations
and Uncle Si (DH)
took the tree out of the
stand and carried the
tree outside, for me.

THEN
he put together that pesky
book case.
He and Oneson carried
it up to the attic, too.

So, the tall blue box, right foreground,
in this picture from December,
is now waiting for recycling day,
rather than leaning on the
wall where we walk into the living room
collecting other boxes.

The dishes?

Well, I filled the drainer twice.
They are not all done.

(Progress,
not perfection.)

...and the chili was good.