​Instead, I shall write. That is neat and tidy sort of activity. I only need my computer or iPad, or my notebook and something to write with*** (see side venture at side). Cool. I have a plan. Like, I actually wrote down my plan. I made a post-it note: Find writing books/binders...

Easy peasy. I know where it is. It is right here, beside me, all nice & accessible from the last time I was going to focus on this particular task. 

​Um… okay, it is in or under one of these piles, so I just need to sort the piles…. Tomorrow😊

​Meanwhile, the next day, hubby commented how perhaps our place was due for a vacuum, so we decided that Saturday would be chore day – because we both need to proclaim it & make a post-it that goes in the spot where only the important post-it notes go. Done. See how important it is to have a plan?! If there is no plan, then there is nothing to stick it to, I mean stick with/follow through with, see?

​Right. So, the vacuum plan works nicely with the sorting through piles plan because the piles were hiding spaces that could & definitely should be vacuumed under.

Motivated, I got started immediately. And then I forgot what I was doing because I remembered that I hadn’t finished the drawing from my 30-day sketch challenge (Genna Blackburn's #drawsimpledaily)…

​That done, I resumed – note: the exact details of this next bit are fuzzy & likely quite boring without video footage. So, short story LONG:

Ooh, financial papers. Those seem important. I shall put them with the other financial papers. Nice. I need a break. No. Just keep going. Well, here’s my ukulele, so I should just put that over here… some time passes, my fingers hurt so I put my ukulele away… oh yeah, right… back to the task at hand. Look - an artwork binder! Oh yeah, because I was going to put all my artwork in here and not strewn about & amongst all of the spots… I have way more arts to put in here…. So that happens. And I find all sorts of bits & pieces, including an already cut out line of birds & a page of smeared, dried paint & I decide I should make art. But, because I am aware of my tendency to abandon a task at hand for a new, more appealing, creative task, I say, nope, not now, Brain! That’s right. I put those ideas to the side AND I CARRIED ON LIKE A FUNCTIONAL PRODUCTIVE person would!!

So, sort, sort, sort… gather, gather, gather… ooh important Poetry Society business. Nice & handy because I have a meeting on Tuesday, so I can put those with the stuff for that & now I will appear organized & functional… sort of… but I didn’t find the binder I was sure I knew was in the basket at the bottom… hmm… I’ll have to have a think about that… but it’s late & I’m tired… 

when I finish sorting ALL the other piles because I rock! AND I found the writing binder, which was the original goal. Task completed.
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I stayed up much too late, reading through old writing projects & loving some & hating some & feeling some & remembering some… & smoking a lot of pot… & having a bit of an emotional journey (which I’ll save for another day).

Yep. We even pre-warned the cat of said plan, whose mortal enemy is Vacuum & of course, it didn’t matter that 60% of the mess was his fur & poop (yep, that’s right… poop – but that too is fodder for another story****, otherwise this one will never get told… and if you’re still sticking with it, I’m sure you’ll thank me for that).

Right so Hubby starts at one end & I start at the other (of our somewhat “quaint & cozy” dwelling… though anyone who has witnessed US knows that we have managed to fit in a lot of stuff without it taking over our lives – we are so not hoarders, I promise! But this too is fodder for another day*****)…

And then we cleaned and then I immediately got out the glaze and the scissors to work on the art I so functionally put aside (but didn’t bury under new piles). I didn’t make a mess, I swear…

…. Um…
 
Wait! Where is the plan that I wrote down? (Remember, I mentioned it up near the start of this story?! Don’t feel bad if you lost that detail amongst this chaotic plot you are likely stuck in.) 

I will take action immediately! I will write. But first, I must find the plan. It is in my bag that I just took to school with me. The pages are amongst the other random art pages & school things… so I then needed to add said art pages to the aforementioned art binder & put the important financial papers with their friends in the finance bin… wow, look how freaking productive I am! Case in point I wrote this😊
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Oooh, but I failed to locate the plan… Oh, I have a memory… I see a clipboard with the plan & I placed it at the front of the basket of current projects… ha!

* Asterisks * Extra Bits *

** Hubby doesn’t actually care about the piles. We are both fairly chaotic & will never leave each other because we work (& likely no one else would have either of us!)

*** Side venture – but which pen? My favourite pen? Which one? Maybe I should test all these markers & pens to make sure I am using the write one, too right…. (you can probable tell by the fact that I've shared 3 pen poems , that I feel strongly about pens,* which could likely be a few more stories for another day)

​**** the cat poos & the importance of good digestive health

***** we are not hoarders, but we just have a lot of stuff
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****** Methinks I should learn how to use footnotes on Word