I posted about wanting to get to bed before two o'clock, and received a comment which helped me shut off the computer and go to bed, so I made it to lights-out by one o'clock.
The internet and the book are traps for me, so I've set up (and reinstituted) some rules of use:
*I don't get to sit down at the computer until the dishes are done.
*The computer's bedtime is midnight.
*If I'm supposed to be doing something else (even if that's a vague "something else"), I put the bookmark in the book at the place I'm supposed to stop before I start reading that section.
The last one is hard and annoying, but it does help me practice my atrophied-beyond-belief self-control. I've only just thought of the first one today, but even if it only worked once, the dishes are done, so that's a win.
My sister sends me ideas, too. Today, when I dropped off the things (50 of them!) at the consignment place, I consciously left the associated guilt there. It did help that the ladies were appreciative of the clothes and things. For most of the items, I wasn't, so I'm glad they will go where they are wanted. Other items I like, but we just have too much stuff, so I hope they will bless someone else's house.
And I got an email from a friend who is just lovely. She reminded me about Auntie Leila's "Reasonably Clean House" series, so I reread the first post and did a little in the master bedroom. I want an Auntie Leila book; she's just wonderful.
I have found that taking "before" pictures makes me want to take "after" pictures, so I'll post them, even though I didn't get all that much done.
D'you see how it's easy to get disheartened? Once I clean up the mess, there's all this stuff that needs to get done, and we haven't even touched the cleaning! (Not that I do, to be honest.)
Computer is pumpkinating, so it's time to post and go brush my teeth.