The kitchen has been tidied, the tools are away, and the paint is drying. It has been another good, busy day.
Today I painted the rest of the cabinets, and the walls behind and beside the fridge and stove. I finished the wallpaper along the back splash, and on top of the cupboards, and the rest of the doors are off and waiting to be painted.
I had no music on, no person to talk to. The fan was going constantly, but I had to tune that out as a necessity. I never even thought about putting music on until the day was almost over, and then decided not to bother. It would have been nice, maybe, but I didn’t need it.
The whole day I spent alone, save for the few moments my son came up to get his meals. I liked it that way. I don’t work well if other people are around, as I get distracted, and even worse, I freeze up and am unable to move. It has always been that way, and I have always known that about myself, but it is hard to work alone in a world that values teamwork.
It isn’t that I am not able to work as part of a team, it is just that I have to be provided with my portion, and be allowed to work on it alone. I am quite capable of ‘pulling my weight,’ so long as I am given my space and freedom to do it.
As per usual when I take on any type of project, my day was spent in a cluttered environment. Typically, I can’t handle clutter at all. It irritates me to the point of tears and meltdown; when I am cleaning, or renovating, however, I can push the feeling aside as a necessity. I feel it, and it is really hard for me – but at the end of the day, when I have put everything away, it is as a weight has been lifted, and it feels really good. I am not sure what feels better – the amount I have accomplished, or removing the clutter.
Once more I worked from breakfast, right through until my husband got home. I am not done, but I am thankful for what I have accomplished.
It was another good day.