I know how to get my house clean. I've done it before. I know how to get organized. I know that it takes time, commitment, and dedication.
And yet, I choose the chaos...
I know that when I see the mess and the dirt, it makes me feel like crap. I know that I can change that -- If I just committed to it, did little bits here, little bits there, etc., that it would improve. I would feel better. I would feel proud of what I accomplished.
I'll do it for a while. I'll feel good. I'll feel accomplished. But then I'll stop again. I'll let the chaos seep back into our lives.
Why do I choose the chaos?
I can't figure it out... I'm obviously capable. I obviously know what to do. And yet, I just don't commit. It's not that I can't -- I choose not to. Either consciously, or unconsciously, I make the choice.
But why??
Is there anyone else out there who makes the same choice? Why do you do it? I can't figure it out...
And yet, I choose the chaos...
I know that when I see the mess and the dirt, it makes me feel like crap. I know that I can change that -- If I just committed to it, did little bits here, little bits there, etc., that it would improve. I would feel better. I would feel proud of what I accomplished.
I'll do it for a while. I'll feel good. I'll feel accomplished. But then I'll stop again. I'll let the chaos seep back into our lives.
Why do I choose the chaos?
I can't figure it out... I'm obviously capable. I obviously know what to do. And yet, I just don't commit. It's not that I can't -- I choose not to. Either consciously, or unconsciously, I make the choice.
But why??
Is there anyone else out there who makes the same choice? Why do you do it? I can't figure it out...










But these drudgeries persist and it's STILL necessary to clean and straighten sometimes, it is necessary to do boring chores. So I try to make peace with it.