Aug. 23rd, 2004

Some days, too many sad people call me up on the telephone. Too many people want me to listen to their stories, or I got too many credit card offers and bills in the mail, and I just don't want to think about anything.

On those days, there are only a few things that help. 1) coffee. 2) silly pointless novels. 3) clean and tidy work surfaces.

I know that #3 is what makes me a strange person, but really. Looking around at a neat, clean, orderly, ready-to-be-used room reminds me that not everything is overwhelming. That not everything is annoying. My brain thinks better. If I really want to go for the trifecta I put on makeup, make tea, and sit up terribly straight. I never imagined as a ten-year-old that I would want things to be clean and tidy. But something about all that orderliness is just very satisfying.

I cleaned my house yesterday, scrubbing toilets, sinks, doing dishes, sorting paperwork, filing paperwork, dusting molding - all of that. And I can think better than I've been able to do for days.

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