Cleaning house—part 1
Despite the nice weather this week, every day I felt lower and lower. Yesterday I rarely left the couch. I started considering treatment options. Inpatient? Partial hospitalization? See my shrinks?
I awoke this morning after the best sleep I’ve had in weeks. I spent a long while lying in bedtrying to figure out what time it was, if I should roll over and get more sleep or if I should get up. And if I get up, what shall I do?
Then it hit me. Gad! I feel really good. What’s up with that? After a bit of pontificating it occurred to me that the falling-out-of-love with CBC process was the reason the blackness had descended on me in these past couple of weeks. Could that process be over?
No, probably not. But I’ve reached new place with it. Slowly coming to terms I guess.
I got up and made coffee. I haven’t made coffee since Von visited in February. While that was perking, I started the dishes.
Energy. I had energy!
Coffee finished and poured, I found I couldn’t stay in the chair to read the news. I started pacing around. Then I called CBC. I was supposed to call last night, but didn’t. Couldn’t.
After the greeting pleasantries, I told her of this little epiphany. It’s tough to tell over the phone exactly what her reaction was. I mean, how would you take a phone call from someone telling they’d just fallen out of love with you? She was cautiously encouraging.
During this short phone call, only 84 minutes, I couldn’t stop pacing. So started putting away the clean laundry in the basket to make room in it for the dirty laundry on the floor. Then I picked up a towel, dampened it and started dusting in the bedroom.
I spent three hours cleaning just the bedroom and bath. (Photos posted in the gallery.) I’ll leave the rest for another day. I need to capitalize on both the good feelings of getting something done, and the general good feelings I awoke with.
Maybe things have changed…
April 10th, 2005 at 11:22 pm EDT
Come south. I have dust for you to tackle.
April 11th, 2005 at 9:05 am EDT
You should have seen the dust bunny under the bed. It was the size of a dinner plate and three or four inches tall. Ferocious too. I knew it wouldn’t fit into the dust pan, but when I grabbed it by the scruff of the neck it reared up and almost bit me. Thank heavens for double-strength trash bags. It was unable to claw its way through before expiring.
Anyway, thanks for the invite. Sorry I have to decline. Tackling the kitchen and living room today. Can’t wait to see what’s behind the appliances, under the couch and inside the PCs. [shudder]
April 11th, 2005 at 8:28 pm EDT
Mm. I have a mess under the couch. It was exposed during the weekend when some wayward batteries tried to flee the area. I was shocked and astounded at the mess that has accumulated. So, I pushed the sofa back over it. There will be time to clean on Wednesday. Bah.