Wednesday
One of these incredibly annoying mornings when I spent hours on the phone and texting, trying to co-ordinate arrangements for the next few weeks.
After that, I was able to wriite up diary, timetable, lists to do. That made all the morning's frustration wortthwhile.
The big downstairs table is now clear of my paper. Family paperwork is in cupboard, my personal stuff is in my bedroom.
Gathered together boxes of very old photos, certificates, and other keepsakes. In my mind, they filled the room they were in. In reality, only took up two large shelves once they were boxed up and tidied. Sorting them out is a project for another time.
It's great to have things up off the floor. I get a bit twitchy now if there's a mess on a flat surface or I haven't done some tidying.
Lots of cards to move to a tub under my bureau, for sorting later. It's not churning in my opinion, it's showing me what's my responsibility, and clearing a lovely room that's been out of use since a shower leak a year ago.