Lately I have been feeling like the back seat driver in my own life. As the back seat drive I shout things out, but in the end I have no control of the car, I just have to sit back and go where the driver takes me. I just feel like my life is getting away from me, I feel a little out of control. I am the master of plausible excuses, but really there is no excuse for this.
Instead of just sitting back and being the victim (the victim of what I am not sure), I have decided to take some control. I need to make some really powerful efforts to get out of my little funk. I have so many things that I need to do, but that is overwhelming to think about. I have decided in an effort to reclaim my life, that I will make baby steps toward my ultimate goal... a clean and organized
Lately every time I open my fridge I cringe. That fridge was pure chaos. A smart person would have realized that it was a half hour to an hour job to clean and organize the fridge. In the long run it would be time well spent, oh but that's not the way I think. It seemed like a lot of work, and so I put it off. Packing lunches was a nightmare, as was pretty much anything involved in extricating food from the fridge (see above embarrassing picture).
Yesterday afternoon I bit the bullet and cleaned the fridge. I was pretty afraid, I am not going to lie to you. There were a few items that I was unsure what they used to be. For that matter I was unsure if they were animal, mineral, or even from earth. As I always do when I clean out the fridge, I angrily assured myself that I will never let this go this far again! I always do. I'm more of a thinker and a planner than an actual doer. I discarded long over due food items, half full juice boxes (why in God's name do they insist on putting in a half finished juice box? We both know that they are going to forget about it, and it will end up making a spilled and squirted sticky mess of the fridge). This time I was prepared. I had bought containers from the dollar store for storage, and to separate and organize food items. If everything had a place, then it would be so much easier to keep things clean and organized, well at least that's my theory.
I know have a clean and organized fridge. I feel really good about tackling that job, now I may have the strength to tackle a few more awful jobs. Baby steps, baby steps is how I will kick this little funk to the curb. Today's job, God help me is to clean and organize the laundry room. I can assure you that there will be no before and after pictures from that job!