Harder Than It Has To Be

Mannn…I’m sweating like a beast, lol. I’m reorganizing and cleaning my things, one of the things I lost after the strokes: Organization. I was very, Very organized before the strokes. A little TOO Organized, lol. Call it like you want to, maybe OCD like, lol.

I wish it was like before, but that’s wishful thinking. I just have to cut my losses and accept the fact that I’m trying my best. Instead of the cleaning lasting a few hours or better yet, more like a weekend, I can wave goodbye to this ideal, it’s finito. The “cleaning” and “organizing” has been going on for well over a month, going on two (smh…for those who don’t know what that means, it means shake my head-all thanks to face book).

All I can say is that I’m trying my best. All I can do right? I have to take little breaks here and there. For instance, like right now as I write to you, in order for me to go back to it, and continue. That way it doesn’t last 6 months in comparison to 1.5 months it’s been taking. If I think about it, it’s stuff I haven’t really gone through cleaned thoroughly since I moved here since 2004. When I look at it that way, 1.5 months doesn’t seem so bad.

We’re just human. It will get done in time. Give ourselves credit for actually working toward that goal instead. Have a great day💗