Maybe I need elbow grease?
I have spent the past few weeks in an epic toss and declutter mission throughout our house. We have trashed and donated a huge amount of stuff. Though I’m normally a (compulsively) list-oriented person, this (spring) summer cleaning has unfolded organically. I’ve moved from drawer to shelf to closet as function struck me.
Big jobs and small. Electronic and physical. Organizational and emotional. I have tackled it. I washed curtains! We even helped Sonar X11 face his burgeoning micro-hoarding tendencies. There is more, of course. In a functioning household, there is always something else that can be tidied up or sorted out.
In the middle of this cleaning frenzy, I also sewed, and baked, and knit, and planned for the upcoming school year. The house feels good.
There’s one problem.
This domestic sifting and discarding elbowed out other things. Like the writing. I know the Order will be pleasant when the writing recommences. I appreciate that.
But dude. The writing needs to start elbowing back.
Reader Comments (3)
Fingertip grease?
No grease on the keyboard! ;)
I know it, I've been tearing up the yard and living out of doors every possible second. I often think these are the ways we sift through writing and get great ideas, but that only works so well, when the ideas don't get down on the page. Here's to fall!