We are going to see Great Dane pups on the weekend, and I had a massive animal-hoarder/clutter nightmare last night. I awoke thinking that I only do things such as gather animals and houseplants and fish so that I have an excuse for the chaos around me. The thought of a new puppy amidst all this mess freaked me completely out.
As I woke up more I became more determined to get control of all this crap, whether we get a puppy or not. The thought a new Dane baby makes me all excited/anxious. Maybe we will see them and decide it’s not the time. So, no pressure there, really.
I just wonder about my motivations. Do I use work/animals/depression over hearing something upsetting as a reason to avoid keeping my house in order?
I have been clearing and sorting and moving crap but I can’t tell that it’s getting any less. It’s just moved around. 😛 The avalanche before the actual clearing, I guess.
I guess I have to take some control over myself and quit using outside circumstances as an excuse. I need to put clean laundry away, not stack it six feet high on my dresser.
Most days I manage to work/feed animals/care for plants that need it/cook something. But that’s it.
My scheffelara(sp?) has aphids or something. It’s a massive plant and I should haul it into the shower and give it a bath with dishsoap.
Sigh. Ugh…gotta run. I’m a nut.