Busy, busy weekend, busy day. Had brought work home--did that for several hours (preparations for leaving), put together half a newsletter (waiting on pictures), tidied though dust still lies heavy on everything. Even sewed a little.
It's daft, that I put off doing things because I do feel so good once I've begun them, and often think, "Gee, that was easier than I expected. Why did I wait so long." Unfortunately it also makes me think of the million things that I wish were done and organized--the "how did I let my life get into this state," syndrome. I could work on projects for days and days and never stop but then I'd burn out (I think). I desperately want to get the house more organized before I begin this new job. For instance I spent some time today going through things at our shared desk before I could begin on the work I'd brought home. If I really want the work-at-home thing to be viable in the new job then I need to keep the desk area under control. I am actually a very organized person at heart. I know where everything is. I do have a system, but the interests get ahead of me. What's funny is I've advised people as a sort of organization coach and my advice to them would be "Chuck any projects that you haven't touched in ages. There will always be others." I find that harder to do for myself. I did throw out a stack of old Games Magazines today--I will never finish those crosswords and I really don't want to. Must keep going.