After I never got dishes done or my sink shined last night I considered not moving on with the next babystep perhaps giving in altogether.
I know this isn't the way, I really do. But with any set back quiting always seems to be my first thought.
My partner was heading out so knew I would have no help but figured first things first. Get dressed to the shoes. Before I know it I'm ready my beds made and curtains open and I'm having bite to eat.
I know if just sat for too long I wouldn't move so I asked on one of my chat groups bout doing a game. Yesterdays dishes needed done, dining table needed cleared, washing needed put on, dry clothes folded, email and planner to read. Plus swishing and swiping the bathroom. I got this done and cleared the bunkers, beside my chair and put rubbish out.
I was in agony and needed to rest but I didn't want to do nothing so I decided to cross stitch that way I was good way to relax but still be productive.
Glyn (my partner) made dinner and just as was goin to eat others were coming online and wanted a game. I was just going to call it and not to anything but decided to pick things needing done that I could mainly do sitting watching tv.
So my list consisted of decluttering 3 carrier bags, a folder of paperwork, getting sorted for bed and of course shining my sink. More success as it was all done.
Day 7 was getting clothes looked out for tomorrow something I have mainly been doing anyway. So I did this as I was getting ready for bed.
I also made sure everything dry was folded and taken upstairs, though not put away as no light in spare room at moment. I also put all todays clothes and few bits partner had lying else where was put in the washer for in the morning.
So even though I wasnt sure this morning I realised I need to keep trying to get what I can done. I feel better for it and tonight I cant wait to see what day 8 brings.
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