This is hard. I haven't been able to focus on the things that need to be done around here since G. died. I have been trying to make things a little easier by picking one spot to work in, but it's hard to do. There are so many things that have to be taken care of and no matter where you start there's always something that pulls you in another direction. I hope I can get rid of my own stuff so that no one will have to do this, sorting through things to make sure there isn't something important in them. Every drawer, every closet, every place you turn there is something else to pull out and sort through and decide where it should go. I wish it were a little easier. I suppose the dramatic break in my routine may be part of my problem. The house is quiet 24/7 now and I'm still not quite use to it. The freedom that G.'s passing has given me is something I really didn't expect for a long time and adjusting isn't coming as quickly as I had hoped. I thought at first I would feel guilty about feeling relieved but I don't and that makes me very happy. Now I'd just like to stop procrastinating about everything and just do something. I have so many things that I love to do and so many things I've started. I keep trying to find whatever it is in creative people that gives them the single-mindedness to do what they're good at.
I've started rambling because I have things I have to do now and I can't get to the things I wanted to put down.
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