I just got home from a 3 day visit at my mom’s for a long Thanksgiving holiday. It was a long 3 days. Don’t get me wrong, I love my mom, really, I do, but spending 3 days at “home” is just too long. There is way too much drama back “home” for me. It wasn’t terrible this time, but even a little is too much for me. It puts me in a bad mood. Then it’s like it contaminates my thinking and outlook on everything. All I can say is that is that it is definitely good to be back home.
As I look around my apartment I also realize just how much I need to do here! oh my geeze! I have wall to wall “stuff”! I need to go through boxes and do some major sorting and tossing and or giving away. I think having a yard sale or something of the sort would be perfect except I have no yard or garage to have a sale. I wonder if I could borrow my friend Robin’s garage for a day or two and have a sale there. I don’t know. Will have to ask her. Seems like she said that that they can’t have garage sales. But maybe I am dreaming that. I don’t know. LOL
I look around my apartment and think, how in the world did I get so much “stuff”? What do I do with all this “stuff”? And why do I need this much “stuff”? I have a feeling when my mom comes in a few weeks, she will have a few choice words for me about all the boxes of “stuff” and wall to wall things lining my apartment.
I know I have recycling to take out. I know there are a few little things that I need to do and can do before she comes. I just need to get my butt in gear and get them done. I have let things pile up since having foot surgery….that is/was my main problem. I let things go. Now it’s literally all piled up. I need to take care of it…ALL.
I guess I know what my next few weeks are set up to be doing.