There is something I long for... But I don't know how to get it... I don't have the skills... Or the ambition? Maybe I'm overwhelmed... Or perhaps the label of lazy has actually become permanently attached to my self image...
I want an organized house...I want there to be baskets and boxes and bins... All labeled with their contents... I want there to be clean surfaces... Put away dishes... Swept floors.
So honestly why is this so hard? I've decluttered more times than I can count since we moved in June... I have boxes and bins and some lovely baskets. But I also have piled up dishes... And laundry spilling over. Why must I panick when people are coming over? And even after hours of tidying... My house still looks like a heap.
Somebody just tell me how to escape.