I’ve had tunnel-vision lately.
It’s a good thing, and a bad thing.
Honestly, I like it.
In dealing with my Slob Problem, balance is my biggest challenge. When my house is under control, my brain is free to be creative, and I can do small projects here and there more easily because I don’t have to clear a spot or dig around (as much) to find the things I need.
Small projects are great, but I love BIG projects.
Mind-consuming, energy-focusing, end-with-a-WOW-factor projects.
Those don’t really co-exist with a neat and orderly home.
Because when my brain gets completely consumed with a big project, my Slob Vision suffers a major flare-up and the house falls apart.
But thankfully, this no longer makes me throw my hands up in the air and decide (for the 59th time) that there’s just no point in trying to keep my house under control.
Not that it’s not frustrating to deal with feet that are sore from stepping on Barbies and Legos and tripping over folded-but-not-put-away TV trays. It is.
But now, I know that 30 minutes of focus on my home will make what in my pre-blog-brain would have seemed hours of progress. I know that once the project is over, I don’t have to hopelessly mourn my slob-problem and wish for Peter Walsh to randomly knock on my door.
And since we’re talking about me and projects . . .
In case you’re wondering what my current crazy-idea project is, you should check out my new blog – well, that project/blog no longer exists. Sorry! But you can keep reading if you’d like to learn more about how my project brain works.
It was really an experiment based on an idea I had while planning our trip to Disney World last month. I was paranoid (shocker, I know) that if we used their Counter Service Dining Plan, we would eat chicken nuggets and cheeseburgers for seven days straight. I could find lots of info on the food at the nice restaurants, but not very much about the Quick Service options. Sooooo, I took pictures of everything we ate while there, and created a site that’s basically our Food Diary for our trip. It’s called What We Ate with Mickey.
And that’s the kind of project I like. One that’s big, fun, and over. Meaning, there’s an end.
Not like housework.
Which is never, ever over.
I know I may be overly obsessive, but it’s exactly what I wished I could have found before we went. What We Ate with Mickey was just for the fun of it and the site no longer exists. So sorry!