I continue to rein the house in. It feels chaotic but I realized tonight I am, plodding along, and cleaning three rooms. It’s a painfully slow process that is taking longer than I would like but, each day, a little more is moved. Tonight, a dresser was emptied and I have a plan to replace it with a sewing machine I want to keep. A bit more was moved from the sewing room and put in order on a shelf in our bedroom. Each day, a little more goes and a little more order stays.
I even have some order to clothes. I washed, hung and put away many items and second handed and trashed others. I realized clothes are powerful for me; relating back to my bio mom and her obsession with my weight. Today there was no emotion to any of the decisions I made. If it fit and looks good on me, it stayed. If not, it went.
Joyful Healing, Dogs and Quilts 