Today was the day for the bedroom. I wasn’t looking forward to it because I knew it was going to involve many, many trips out the trash, but tomorrow morning is garbage pick up, so it had to be done.
It’s not perfect. I have to keep reminding myself that I am not striving for perfection. Perfection will never happen, and trying to get it just makes me procrastinate more and get more and more depressed. Perfection is a myth. My new goal is Not Covered in Crap. I can do that.