My day was ripped in half by appointments and a kid home sick. So rather than wail about the time lost, as I've been known to do, I took on the little things that have been driving me crazy!
I moved my desk, so there was a magnet board in a place that made no sense. I took it down and spackled the walls. Which got me to painting the walls in places where my Mr. Clean Sponge didn't take effect.
Then, I caulked the bathtub. Last week I cleaned the rugs. I'm trying to make the most of my small increments of time and clean walls make me happy. But now, I want to paint the kitchen. And buy some new blinds for the windows...
See, the great thing about working outside the home is that you forget about everything that's wrong with the home. That's a good thing. It's like double-time, because I make money and I can't spend it while at work. I need to decide what's next or I'm going to start tearing down walls again, and that is never a good idea.