The Day After A Trip

I can't ever seem to recover from a trip.  It's always wonderful when the house is already clean when you come home.  It was pretty much in order when I got home yesterday...  Mikey had kept it up for the most part over the weekend.  My biggest problem has always been getting unpacked...  everything put away.  I made sure to have all of our clothes clean and folded in my bag before we left my mom's house.  The intention?  Put it all away when I get home.  There was a load of laundry on the bed already that needed to be put away, and another in the dryer.  By the time I had it all on the bed, including my bag... it just overwhelmed me.  The clothes are still in the bag this morning, and half of the clothes on the bed are still there.  I DO plan on doing the rest today.  If I don't, I'll just fall back into the same ol' pattern.  I've actually gone about a week or two with clothes still in the bag... or, well, half-way.  By then they tend to be strewn over my bedroom floor and I have to re-wash everything.  Not very "green", is it?  So my goal for today is to get that done, and to quickly vacuum the rooms in the house. 

Other than that, this week is "kitchen week".  Today I cleaned my stovetop and microwave.  They're shining.  It feels good.  My kitchen day is done.  I still need to declutter one of our rooms... probably the garage today.  I feel anxiety even thinking of that garage.  But I can toss things for 15 minutes.  And then later I'll put stuff to give away in a box for 15 minutes.  Then I'll be done with the garage for the day.  I'd like to get to my garden... it's become overrun with weeds.  But that really does go against what I've been trying to do:  take one thing at a time.  The weeds will still be there tomorrow, and I won't be exhausted from doing too much in one day. 

In the aspect of me and my soul:  I do seem to feel better every day.  I'm still drinking my water, and starting to enjoy it.  I find that instead of "doing a diet", I'm simply making better choices when presented with the options.  And even if I'm not ACTUALLY losing weight, I still feel better about myself.  I feel that is what matters.  The rest will come as long as I don't force it.