This week a friend came over to spend the morning helping me get my living room cleaned and organized. Things got shifted, cleaned and rearranged. The living room looks wonderful! I’m very pleased and can’t thank my friend enough for helping me.
My stress level goes down every time something gets organized. When I can move through the house and not be banging into things, I feel better and less stressed. Now I have to work on the other rooms.
In my office I have a bookshelf which has random stuff all over it. There’s no organization and in reality, I’m not sure what the heck is on there. In the closet, I want to make a shipping center so when I have a package to send out, I can go in there and easily find what I’m looking for. There’s three or four boxes of genealogy stuff to go through.
Genealogy always takes longer. I started with a stack of papers less than an inch thick. It took me two hours and I didn’t get all the way through. It’s a lot of data to process, research to do and then where does it get put? I have a file cabinet full of folders by last name. If I have a folder, it’s easy enough to file. If I don’t have a file, it gets more complicated.
Some of the work I can do on my own. I need to start sorting through what is on the shelves and figure out what to do with it. The closet I’m going to need help. My biggest frustration is I used to tackle a room and get it done in a day or less. Now with my limitations I struggle to get through a day unless I have someone else to help me. I keep reminding myself, I can only do what I can do.