closets, clothes, cold, emotions, home projects, purge, quarantine, sick, stress
Well yuck. What’s that they say about colds…treat one and it goes away in a week – don’t treat it and it takes 7 days? If that’s true we’re on day 3 here and it sucks. I feel like a deflated balloon full of phlegm.
My friend T says it’s the stress of the past week that caught up with me. I guess she’s right! I’ve been staying strong, sticking with my workouts, finding some private time to cry a little and focusing on my work. I haven’t been sick ALL YEAR and feel pretty damn good about that! Normally 2 or 3 colds a year is typical. I started to feel a little tingly and sneezy late Friday afternoon at work. But I went to the gym as usual and did my weight training. I was feeling a little weak but not super weak…I knew Aunt Flo was right around the corner so I chalked it up to that.
On Saturday I woke up feeling like my sinuses and throat were full of sandpaper. Oh no, here we go…it’s a cold alright. This weekend was one of those where my team works overnight and I was slated for the 1:30am – 10:00am shift on Sunday. Yes, that’s AM on Sunday. Thankfully I was able to get someone to back me up.
And I called my friend P sad and in tears…last night was her Bon Voyage party, as she gets ready for a trip of a lifetime…Belize, Australia and New Zealand!! It’s a dream come true for her and I’m so excited!! And so sad I couldn’t come to her party and see her. But no way was I going to risk spreading cold germs around.
So it’s Quarantine time for fivenineteen. Sometimes we need alone time to recharge the batteries, but too much of it makes me feel so isolated and lonely. Thankfully I had enough stuff this past week to keep me connected and happy.
My youngest brother is up here on business quite a bit, and we met up at my house after our gym workouts one night to start putting my bedroom back together. It was just over a month ago that J helped take my bed apart and get things temporarily set up in my 3rd bedroom so R could finish the popcorn ceiling scraping and finishing in my bedroom, master vanity and the walk-in closet. Our plan once that was finished was to paint, shampoo the carpets and then put the room back together. Love it!
How much things changed in a month. How wrong I was about where our relationship stood. Now I have no idea when I’ll hear from J again. I texted him last week to let him know I was doing alright. We talked about getting together on Veterans Day to work on some more stuff here and he texted back sure, how about that afternoon? Sounded great to me. But he went dark and I never heard boo and haven’t since. So I can’t count on him right now and that makes me feel like I got punched in the stomach. Breathe, breathe and give it space. Lots of his tools are down in my garage, so at some point he’s going to want them back.
So my brother helped put my bed back together. And I had a good talk and cry about everything with him too. Ahhh…my beautiful bed, back in its frame and everything! It won’t be hard to move it when it’s time to paint on that side of the room. Yep, getting back in my bedroom trumped the carpet shampooing this time around. Oh well…I can always have a carpet cleaning service do it.
Now I am blessed with a completely empty walk-in closet! Which needs updating big time – it’s still got just one shelf and dowling for hangers in one row on three sides! Ha ha 1980! So where are all my clothes and shoes? Downstairs in the living room on a railing and piled in huge garbage bags! Oh, what a glorious mess!!
But as I like to say, there are no accidents. Sure I’ve cleaned out that closet periodically over the years, but never like this. Seeing all my clothes in a completely different setting was exactly what I needed to take a good, hard look at everything. So far I’ve filled 8 huge garbage bags and hauled them off to Goodwill! YES! Man it feels great to purge. I found stuff I’d completely forgotten about. And since I’ve lost weight I’ve been able to fit back into many things I couldn’t before! It’s like shopping in my own closet! Other stuff goes into the ‘no’ pile…stuff I’m sick of, stuff that’s out of style and stuff I haven’t worn in years. They say we wear 10% of our wardrobe 90% of the time. Do you think that’s true? I try to NOT do that but I bet I probably do too.
So I’m going to pull the trigger and have the nice people at California Closets design a better solution for me. Years ago they did a design and quote but I never got around to it…and if I remember correctly I’d planned to use part of my tax refund for it but changed my mind. Now it’s time.
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