I must post.  I had an extremely awesome day today.  I accomplished a goal...but not the entire goal and I actually feel good about it.  I had decided today I was going to dust the entire house (all three floors).  When I dust, I dust.  The Pledge comes out and everything gets wiped down.  I started in the basement and realized there were other things which needed cleaning.

I also decided to break down Finnegan's kennel because he no longer stays in it.  Talk about frustrating.  I worked and worked on it but couldn't figure out how to get it to fold properly.  I thought I'd wait until Stephen got home and get him to do it.  The part of my brain that's decided I need to stop relying on him so much kicked in.  I went outside to have a cigarette and think it over.  It came to me, I had removed two bars to get two pieces apart, there had to be other bars.  I got downstairs and damned if I wasn't right.  I felt proud I'd done it on my own.

I also realized there was no way I was going to get the entire house dusted, but it was okay.  Normally I'd start beating myself up for not getting my goals for the day done.  I realized I'd set my goal a little too high and it was okay.  I was accomplishing something which has been needing to be done for a while now.  I accomplished something today, which felt much better than beating myself up for doing nothing.  I think for today I got the hang of it.  I can't promise tomorrow, but for today I got something productive done.

I'm very tired right now, having problems keeping my eyes open.  I still have the dogs to feed and am making salmon for dinner.  I may be calling it an early night tonight.  I have to get up early tomorrow to have a root canal done.  Not sure I'll be doing anything around the house...but it's okay.  I plan to take it easy and do some reading.  Pema Chodrin has been calling to me.