Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow

Yesterday’s post was a bit sappy and melodramatic.

Not apologizing.  Yesterday was what yesterday was.  Some days are overwhelming and emotional and sad.  It’s okay to visit those days.  Just not a good place to live.

Today, is a new day and I am definitely in a better frame of mind.

After writing yesterday, I decided to ignore the post-wedding disaster that is my house and re-arrange the living room instead.

Because that’s what any rational person would do, right?

Let’s ignore the multitude of boxes full of unwashed tablecloths, linens, cake plates, serving dishes, candles and candle holders, vases and I don’t remember what else.

Let’s not look at the dirty dishes sitting for more days than I care to share, or the fridge that is holding leftovers slightly more recent than Thanksgiving (hopefully).

Who cares that the laundry pile on the floor of the laundry room is almost too high for the aging Basset Hound to climb over?

Does it really matter that I can’t remember the last time I swept (much less mopped), or balanced the checkbook, or anything else required to maintain a household.

My house has reached a whole new level of untidiness.

It doesn’t help that I was sick for three of the four weeks before the wedding.

There’s a whole lot of stuff that needs to be done.

But…I decided to rearrange the living room.

And it turned out to be a good thing.

There is one room in the house that is together…orderly, decluttered and peaceful.   A sanctuary in the midst of chaos.

And I needed that space.

Today, I have tackled the laundry and dishes.  The dogs can get to the doggie door.  The mortgage is paid.  A sofa and ottoman have been decluttered.

I feel like everything is going to be alright.

That’s a good feeling to have.

There is still lots and lots of wedding stuff to deal with.

There are six boxes of stuff waiting to go to the thrift store.

And there is still “life stuff” happening that is cause for concern.

But I’m good.

Life is good.

And I am looking forward to tomorrow.


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