Knew if I slowed down today I’d be struggling… I was struggling but staying busy helped me push through. There is no better indicator of just how antsy I felt today than this: not only did I run, do all the laundry, study, work, and organize the kitchen, I alphabetized my spices. Yep. If you knew me you would not be able to imagine me doing this in a million years. I myself would never have imagined it. So either I’m going crazy, or I’m bringing to life some long-dormant organizing queen by being sober. I prefer to envision the latter, and it may be true. I found a totally unfamiliar but amazing feeling of satisfaction tonight in installing shelves into my cupboards, organizing the food in the pantry into categories, and aligned the glassware.
Now my dreams are going to be all like, “anise, bay leaves, coriander, curry, fennel, ginger…”
Not so bad, actually. A hell of a lot better than chaos and angst, so I’ll take it. Anyone else go crazy on organizing during the first 30 days? Or any time?