Mmmm, oh yeah... oooooh, yes, oh god, yes, OhGodOhGodYes!

Day One of Amanda's "I've Had It With This!" Hissy Fit went amazingly well. I had a clipboard with a list, which was meant to serve as the list for all three days (admittedly, with later add-ons as I thought of them). There's only a handful of items left on the list; everything else has been done. My garbagemen are going to hate me, as there's a LOT of trash out front to be picked up tomorrow morning. The bedroom furniture has been re-arranged, things have been moved up and down the stairs, somewhere around 8 or 9 loads of laundry have been run (early loads have been folded, but later loads have not). The chair came up from the garage. Many boxes from the basement have been emptied and the contents put in their proper place (see "my garbagemen are going to hate me", as that was the proper place for a good 4 boxes worth of stuff at least).

As you might have guessed from the subject line of this post, this has made me incredibly happy. Ecstatic, even. Phenomenally, joyously uplifted.

And I still have two more days, with confirmed volunteers for one of them. Not to worry, I'm sure I can find more things to get done.

The best part, and the part that makes the whole endeavor Cheap At Twice The Price is the change it's had on my attitude. Before, I looked at the piles and piles of things I needed to get done, and my heart sank as I tried to figure out when and how it was going to happen. This morning, I woke up at 6:30am and had a strong desire to make it a game of how many more things I could get finished before I had to leave to pick up Jim at the airport (answer: Mom's bills are paid, our personal bills are paid, a third of my desk is cleaned off with two more filing folders created to handle future papers, two baskets of laundry folded, my hair dyed, my toenails cut and filed, new faucets purchased for Chris to install, and one old ratty artificial Christmas tree taken to the dumpster at work. Plus an hour-long nap, because 6:30 and I don't get along very well.) What I used to view as a stack of obligations has become opportunities to finish things and bask in the Done-ness of it.

Mmmm, oh yeah... oooooh, yes, oh god, yes, OhGodOhGodYes!

Day One of Amanda's "I've Had It With This!" Hissy Fit went amazingly well. I had a clipboard with a list, which was meant to serve as the list for all three days (admittedly, with later add-ons as I thought of them). There's only a handful of items left on the list; everything else has been done. My garbagemen are going to hate me, as there's a LOT of trash out front to be picked up tomorrow morning. The bedroom furniture has been re-arranged, things have been moved up and down the stairs, somewhere around 8 or 9 loads of laundry have been run (early loads have been folded, but later loads have not). The chair came up from the garage. Many boxes from the basement have been emptied and the contents put in their proper place (see "my garbagemen are going to hate me", as that was the proper place for a good 4 boxes worth of stuff at least).

As you might have guessed from the subject line of this post, this has made me incredibly happy. Ecstatic, even. Phenomenally, joyously uplifted.

And I still have two more days, with confirmed volunteers for one of them. Not to worry, I'm sure I can find more things to get done.

The best part, and the part that makes the whole endeavor Cheap At Twice The Price is the change it's had on my attitude. Before, I looked at the piles and piles of things I needed to get done, and my heart sank as I tried to figure out when and how it was going to happen. This morning, I woke up at 6:30am and had a strong desire to make it a game of how many more things I could get finished before I had to leave to pick up Jim at the airport (answer: Mom's bills are paid, our personal bills are paid, a third of my desk is cleaned off with two more filing folders created to handle future papers, two baskets of laundry folded, my hair dyed, my toenails cut and filed, new faucets purchased for Chris to install, and one old ratty artificial Christmas tree taken to the dumpster at work. Plus an hour-long nap, because 6:30 and I don't get along very well.) What I used to view as a stack of obligations has become opportunities to finish things and bask in the Done-ness of it.