my sister is in town. she is the energizer bunny reincarnated.
i cannot keep up with her.
i wish i could.
she is amazing.
she has transformed my house into a showpiece.
we go around the house brainstorming, then run to the garage for some old mirror,
or even had hunter move a chaise lounge down from upstairs.
its amazing what can be found in the back of closets and in my cluttered garage.
furniture in one room, brought to another for a whole new look.
and i dont think my kitchen has ever been cleaner.
she definitely got the "clean" genes.
i got the "clutter drives me crazy, but i cant seem to fix it" genes.
or the "im too tired to put this away" genes.
or "lets do that tomorrow" genes.
i havent always been like this, is swear.
i think i need to just throw everything away.
but why cant i do that?
every piece of my discarded junk needs a good home, or i am not fulfilled.
as soon as some piece of "valuable" crap hits the bottom of my trash can, i am left devastated.
so i "store" my junk, waiting to have it all adopted by loving homes.
and not much sees the bottom of that lonely can.
i shouldnt feel too bad...when jack was here in december. he said...
"your garage isnt that bad...ive seen way worse".
(i didnt see him roll his eyes..maybe he did, and i didnt see)
so...thanks jack, for those words of encouragement.
hopefully you werent lying through your teeth.
ive determined, however, there is something wrong with me for sure.
but i am determined to manage all of my "stuff".
because the "stuff" is managing me.
my sister has come to help me do that.
and yes, i fully admit, i need help.
and a lot of it.
so, thank you melissa for sharing your contagious energy and optimism.
and bringing your anti-bacterial soap.
(no one has caught hunters dreaded illness...yet)
lets hope for the best.
so far so good.