|Just the rest Christmas stuff that stuck in a |
vase is going -- basically, dried grass died red.
I could stick things in boxes or plastic bins and hide them in the basement; but then, I will never have separated the things I really like from the things I need to get rid of. So, I keep plugging away at this, a little at a time. Some days, I feel like I have done nothing, even though I keep chipping away at this rock. However, it is getting smaller.
There are some days I don't get any housework done: I rest and I write. But when I compare where I was a year ago to where I am now, I remember how tired I was of seeing boxes after we moved. Truthfully, with little closet space in the house and having almost no energy, it felt like a bit like Sisyphus rolling the boulder up the hill, only to have it roll right back down. But thank the Lord, I am not Sisyphus with a boulder: I am a woman who has learned there will be ups and downs, but the job will get done. I see improvement, until I start a new craft project; and that boulder rolls down a little. However, I know it is worth it.