I’m feeling restless; my thoughts are somewhat scattered.
Self talk: “Breathe deeply, move on to something constructive!”
I enter my office with a fresh steaming mug. Bingo! Today’s the day. I will clean this office, top to bottom, before the day is done.
I’ll create order in at least this one part of my life!
I've noticed I tend to attempt to clean something when I get too "thinky" about things. Creating order amongst some of my clutter seems to help me focus on positive progress.
My husband and I are a little alike in that respect. In a former life, as an executive business man type, he would occasionally lose his job. Oddly, this happened because he did his job too well! He was in brand management. He would be hired to handle several product brands, and he would dream up a magical Five Year Plan that would pretty much orchestrate the products' appearance, price, advertising, coupons, TV commercials, special deals to grocery stores, etc.
Once he submitted that Five Year Plan, it seemed to me like he'd become expendible.... I don't know that that was the reason, but he'd find himself unemployed, he'd find a new brand management position, and we'd move again. Like every two years, sometimes.
The day he got fired, he'd always come home and do two things: Tape down the light in the refrigerator so it would not turn on, and clean the garage. I'd come home from whereever, walk in the kitchen to put groceries away or make a snack for the girls after school, and open the fridge and BAM. I knew. It was just our little joke; "Lean times are coming, let's turn out some lights around here!" I always knew where to find him after I found that light taped down. He would be in the garage, cleaning, reorganizing, throwing stuff away, attempting to create order in his world which had just been turned upside down.
He left brand management years ago, and now is a courier driving a delivery truck in what he calls The Land of Lost Packages. He makes a fraction of the paycheck he once had, but for his part time hours, he gets benefits and that is GOLD to me. Our garage isn't getting cleaned out very often these days. I'll take the part time hours and the benefits and living in one place for a long time....
I'm grateful that even with this stinking economy, I've found that light on every time I've opened the fridge. And today, I made my office a place of neatness and order. It won't last, but for right now, I like it!