There is something I long for… But I don’t know how to get it… I don’t have the skills… Or the ambition? Maybe I’m overwhelmed… Or perhaps the label of lazy has actually become permanently attached to my self image…
I want an organized house…I want there to be baskets and boxes and bins… All labeled with their contents… I want there to be clean surfaces… Put away dishes… Swept floors.
So honestly why is this so hard? I’ve decluttered more times than I can count since we moved in June… I have boxes and bins and some lovely baskets. But I also have piled up dishes… And laundry spilling over. Why must I panick when people are coming over? And even after hours of tidying… My house still looks like a heap.
Somebody just tell me how to escape.