Last year, I took a time mastery class for CLE. It was an amazing class and I kept up with things for a while and then … life got sloppy again. My dear Stef said that she has been using the methods we learned in the class and it is helping her. I realized that I needed to get back to those basics too.
One of the things we learned was to take fifteen minutes a day to accomplish a goal. Just fifteen minutes. I've been doing that and I am making progress.
My number gripe is not having enough time to get everything done. Cleaning always gets pushed aside. I don't particularly enjoy it. Okay, I hate it, unless I can make a list or alphabetize something. The house is becoming cluttered and gross.
Each day this week, even with the death plague, I have spent at least fifteen minutes de-cluttering. Last week, I cleaned out my car and removed so much stuff that it must be at least 50-100 lbs lighter. (Yay for fuel efficiency.) I've gone through stacks of old magazines for recycling. I've slowly been transporting stuff from the junk room (i.e., stuff that never had a home after we moved in – more than a year ago!). It's getting there. I finished a bunch of personal filing. I cleaned off all of the kitchen counters.
In fifteen minutes per day, I'm making significant progress on my most dreaded activity. I'm hoping to spend a lot more time this weekend getting things put away into proper homes. Maybe I'll even get some art onto the walls.