Saturday morning...

[fajrdrako]

Is there something wrong with me? I woke up at 8 a.m., full of energy, and instead of going for a walk in the sunshine, or going to a Tai Chi class, or reading, or going out for breakfast with maaseru and maaboroshi, I chose to do laundry and housework. There's a corner of my living room, you see, that hadn't been cleaned since I broke my ankle (because cleaning it would involve moving furniture), so today, well, I moved furniture.

The room looks great. I even did work in the bedroom. And bought groceries. I found the pliers that Patrick lost last week under the television stand, but I didn't find my TV remote anywhere.

It can't be age; just about everyone I know gets less interested in doing housework as they get older.

I listened to Terry Pratchett's Jingo as I did all of this. Great fun.

Comments

[walkingowl.livejournal.com]

Congratulations on the decisiveness. And the moving of furniture! Yay, you!

What do you mean by "less interested in doing housework," dear? How can there be any lessening from the original "no interest at all"?

Well, as for housework... here I am, all energized and excited in planning my next trip to Frostburg to do minor repairs on my sister's new (rented) house: window caulking, possible window sill and jamb painting, and front-door-glass caulking, as well as door painting. And a floor problem in the upstairs hallway by the heat register. And curtain fixtures. And scrubbing a few decades of leftover coal-furnace residue from the upstairs walls and ceilings. And I'm utterly happy to be doing all of it. Yay, me!

[auriaephiala.livejournal.com]

The nice thing about all those tasks -- they're one-time, not repetitive.

It makes all the difference.

[walkingowl.livejournal.com]

Unless someone has not done them in 20 years. And then, suddenly, someone has to. In this case, 'twill be I. Hee.

[fajrdrako.livejournal.com]

Well, go for it!

I plan to clean up a few shelves today.

[fajrdrako.livejournal.com]

I did some more moving of stuff this morning. That tree at the far right corner of the apartment, by the window - I moved it to the corner by the kitchen, next to my writing desk. I am increasingly happy with the state of things. Not just that it's getting better all the time, but it gives me a sense of control over my immediate environment. I want it to be beautiful, and dammit, it's going to be!

So glad you're enjoying your sister's house.

[walkingowl.livejournal.com]

You moved a tree! Whoo. Mighty. Remind me not to make you mad at me! I wouldn't stand a chance.

Yes on the sense of control. And goodness knows you've been yearning to get that back again. So, good for you on the moving of things and clearing up of neglected corners. Strive for beauty... balance.

I am, too. Ironic -- did I tell you this? -- the house they are renting is almost an exact copy, especially on the second floor, of a house my mother inherited from her parents on Rosina Avenue in Somerset which she rented out and then sold, eventually. The lay-out of the rooms upstairs is exact, almost even for size. The stairways are placed exactly the same. Only differences are this place has a higher ceiling in the cellar (I couldn't stand upright in the Somerset one) and its first floor has that cunning four-room walk-around thing that some older houses do, with a room at each of the four corners and doorways from each room to each room on both sides of it. I wonder if my sister remembers that our great-aunt Maggie's house had this lay-out on the first floor? Another familiar connection.

Yeah. I'm liking this. And she's only two hours away from me by car, now. I feel energized and happy! It's fun to get up in the mornings again!

[fajrdrako.livejournal.com]

You moved a tree! Whoo. Mighty.

Of course. Kara Zor-El, last daughter of Krypton, that's me! Landscaping a specialty. (especially when it's indoors.)

Strive for beauty... balance.

Working on it!

It must be cool to be in a house that's like one you used to know.

So glad you're feeling good about mornings.