Well, maybe "success" is too strong a word. But I feel like I'm approaching it. Sometime last week, I know I wrote about how I feel so defeated by my basement. But today, I'm pleased to say, I did spend some time down there organizing stuff and making it a more comfortable, usable space. And it feels really good to feel like I'm making some progress. Don't get me wrong--I still have a long way to go. And it may never be perfect. But at least I'm doing something and not just allowing anxiety to get the better of me. I realize that part of the problem is that I really have more stuff than I have usable storage for. And I suppose that part of the solution is to stop acquiring stuff that I can't really store and ultimately don't make use of. I know this is pretty obvious, but I feel like it's something that I need to remind myself of. (Oh dear, I ended the last three sentences with prepositions--bad, bad, bad!) Anyhow, I do feel good about simply facing the situation and taking some sort of action. I plan to reward myself by opening a bottle of my favorite everyday wine,
Ravenswood Vintner's Blend Zinfandel.
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