Dirty Words!

It seems that I spend 75% of my time doing nothing productive, and the other 25% TRYING to be productive but spinning my wheels.

If you had a room in your house that looked somewhat inviting and orderly, wouldn't you leave it alone? Yeah...maybe YOU would, but I decided to tackle it to organize. This used to be my bedroom, but when we remodeled the house to make room for everyone (who are now gone), it became Megan's. Until and unless I decide to move back in there, it is the "guest room". At issue are the zillions of things that Megan left behind: treasures and expensive things that I don't have the heart to throw away, even though she doesn't have the means to retrieve them...and they are too numerous and heavy to ship to California. When I started sorting through the things on the shelves in there today, I said a bunch of dirty words at what she was thinking. I kicked her out, so she likely was thinking that it was MY fault...but I don't see how she coulda/woulda/shoulda handled it all even if I didn't.

In the process of making that room seem more inviting, I have trashed the rest of the house. And considering the lovely weather we have had the last two days, I should have been outside doing needed work. Argh!

I need to be thinking about a trip to see my sister since I don't know what the holidays will bring. New realities. Life goes on!