There were a lot of things going on this week. I had to stock up a brick and mortar shop, tend to my own craft inventory, make plans for the Father’s Day weekend, and soothe my bereaved friend in any way I could, not to mention get my house cleaned, which hadn’t been done for at least two or three weeks. For someone who usually doesn’t have anyone to think of except herself, this week was a challenge for me.
I was all ready to take Thursday evening as the time I would get my act together and organize my time. I situated myself in my comfy chair with my planner/list-maker on my lap, but I was nagged to no end by the windows directly across the room from me. They were filthy, and had been since the snow melted. It had been driving me crazy for weeks and at just that moment, when I decided to get my life in order, I chose instead to wash the windows.
What a difference it made! And now, the day after I threw all caution to the wind and went against my better time-organization judgement, I am much better able to concentrate on what needs to be done this weekend.
Never underestimate the power of clean windows.