First, we slept in. My first thought was: it's another day out of my routine--so how can I do the routine? Honestly, I was truly thrown for a loop. I don't think we have had one day that counts as "normal" yet since I started this project --and I realised, so, so what?
The tasks are just tasks--they don't even have to be done in order--or by noon for that matter.
I made my bed.
It was hard to get going. I made my coffee around this:
Yes, those are the dishes from last night.I fed my late-for-school daughter a frozen pancake and hot chocolate and told her we didn't have to rush. I gave the same advice to myself. I started filling the sink with hot sudsy water.
I washed one rack full of dishes. Just one. Then I had breakfast and kissed my daughter good-bye.
I had to keep consulting my list to see what was next. I collected some laundry. I threw in one load to wash.
I did a leisurely pick up through the main floor. I didn't set the timer. Slow was better than not at all.
Then I got on-line. For a long time.
I decided my One Essential Task for the day would be vacuuming my living room carpet and washing the kitchen floor. I got sidetracked by the state of the dining room floor.
I was distracted looking for the linens for Thanksgiving.
Sweeping up the kitchen floor, I decided I had to put down shelf paper in this little cabinet beside the stove.
Had to. Couldn't wait another minute.
Then, I washed the kitchen floor--and ran out of floor cleaning stuff. One half is washed properly, the other half with vinegar. Something was better than nothing.
Tomorrow is another day and I have a list as long as my arm. I feel a bit panicky but I'm hoping a full nights sleep and clean counters in the morning will calm me down.
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