Today is my first day off in twelve days. I had envisioned being horizontal on my couch for a large portion of the day but an important task that I have continually buried in my brain has burst to the frontal lobe and changed my plans for the day.
Everyone collects things as they go through life. Eventually you begin to share your life and you welcome another person’s things into your collection. But sometimes those unions fail, for whatever reason, and after the division of that union some things get left behind. Today is the day I begin the process of no longer possessing those things.
My entrance way will no longer be a storage locker for junk. My plastic shed will no longer hide the numerous boxes that have since become apartments for families of rodents. It’s time to claim my space and make it mine again.
The bug jacket is ready and the 14 yard waste bin is in my driveway waiting anxiously to be filled and, although the mosquitoes may carry me away before I’m finished, I’m really looking forward to this cleanse!!