I cleaned the freezer. The first thing I did was clean the freezer. And then the fridge. And then the cabinets. And then the bathroom. The baseboards. The foyer. The car…
What would you get done if you weren’t leaving the house at 7:30, lugging kids around, going to work, fitting in errands, working out, bringing the kids home, going back for a meeting, getting home at 9:00, fitting in time for the hubby?
I cleaned. I cleaned a lot. Type A me figured, if I’m going to stay at home, I’m going to do it better than anyone else. And anyways, I don’t do well at sitting still. To be honest: if I sat, I’d think; If I thought, I’d dwell; If I dwelled, I’d cry; and quite simply, I don’t cry.
So, I’m moving on. I’m taking advantage of my new found freedom, unencumbered by my “Big Time Career”. What’s next? This week: lunch with friends, a walk with my mentor, touch up painting, figuring out how to get rid of the weird smell in that old table. And after that, I don’t know.
But, I can’t wait to figure it out.