Rain, rain, go away….I really do have SAD, y’all. Although SAD is seasonal affective disorder which usually occurs in autumn and winter. I actually have, what I myself have named, weather affective disorder, or WAD. Hmm…doesn’t have quite the same ring to it. Whatever, I have it.
I haven’t really been able to sit still today so I’ve decided to reorganize. Our spare room is pretty much our storage shed, since unfortunately there is NO outdoor storage and very little closet space here, and it was getting a bit out of hand in there. So I cleaned the room up and it’s much nicer and things are a lot more accessible. I’ve also organized and rearranged almost every drawer in the house. All this while doing loads of laundry. I make it sound like I’m organized in my organization endeavors, which I am not. I’ve realized I have the attention span of a gnat. There are two voices in my head, the “Get Shit Done” voice and the “I Am A Lazy Hedonist” voice. Example….I walked into the bedroom with a pile of laundry to put away and saw my Kindle sitting on my nightstand and immediately “I Am A Lazy Hedonist” said, “Hey, let’s play a game of Sudoko!” and I almost reached for the Kindle but then “Get Shit Done” was all stern and said, “Get Shit Done, Leah” so I put away the laundry instead. This scenario has been happening quite a bit all day, in various ways.
The other thing I noticed is I am like a speed freak when I try to clean and/or organize. I have never done speed because I like sleeping way too much, but someone did tell me about their experience with speed once. This was a normal person, not a drug-addict, who was recounting for me their experience of having done it back in the 70’s. It was okay then, right? Anyway, they told me that when on speed you start countless little jobs and projects which somehow lead you to the next project before the previous one has been completed.
This is totally me,y’all. I’m like a speed freak without the speed.
Example….Tom’s desk was pretty cluttered with a bunch of random stuff so I started clearing it off. I picked up all the things that belong in the First Aid box, like medical tape and a pack of ibuprofen. I went to put them away and then I noticed that the cupboard which holds the medical box was disorganized and full of random shit. So I started organizing that. And I finished it. But the whole time I had to remind myself that I needed to go back to clearing off the desk which I still haven’t done because when I walked back to the desk I sat down at the computer and started writing a blog post.
Probably it’s a mix of too much coffee and the unrelenting rain that’s making me feel a bit squirrelly.
And, like a little squirrel, I ended up finding something which I’d stashed away ages ago and forgotten about. I was putting away a book that had been sitting out for ages and another book caught my eye…
Tom bought me this book a few years ago, mailed it to me while I was still living in Texas.
They’re acrobatic lil’ monkeys, I’ll give em that.
Stuck in between the pages of the book I found a letter that I’d forgotten about…
He sent me that card during the time I was starting on my extended visitor visa application and was hitting road-block after road-block and was feeling really fatalistic and pessimistic about the whole thing and probably not being very graceful about those emotions.
And as usual, Tom was right. Because here I am living in New Zealand and we’re together. At least we will be when he gets his cute little butt back in to the country.
Less than a month to go!!
Back to all the millions of little chores I haven’t finished yet.