Now that the holidays have passed, I feel a sense of relief. It isn't that I don't enjoy getting out all of my Christmas decorations and spending time with family; I do, very much. However, the longer I live alone the more I find myself irritated when things are out of place, not so much the things I don't put away but everything else. I'm not bothered by it enough to want my family to stop visiting, but after they leave -- especially after Christmas -- I'm faced with the overwhelm of getting it all back in order. Add to that my hopes to finally declutter and organize my house, and it seems I will never be able to accomplish it all.
Having been sick since a few days before Christmas, I finally went to the doctor today. I have a sinus infection, and he told me to rest. I'm sure that's good advice, but he hasn't seen my house! How can I relax when the bare tree needs to get out to the curb, the ornaments wait on the dining room table to be stored away, and the laundry -- clean and dirty -- is piling up? Normally it would all bother me and I would have to get it taken care of. But I have a high fever and feel generally crappy. It's a cold and dreary day. I was going to make a pot of chili but I'm not sure I want to exert that much energy. I think for this one day I will heed his advice and just lie on the sofa and watch TV or maybe read a book. Or maybe I will daydream about how I want each room to look. Dreaming is good; if I'm inspired enough, I'll have a good plan when I'm ready to put it into action. Maybe tomorrow. Or the next day.
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