Progress not perfection

Yesterday I wrote about getting projects done that feel unsurmountable.  I was feeling overwhelmed at starting so I picked up the phone and called my bestie…  I told her what I wanted to do and she said, “OH MY GOD JUST DO IT!  You have been talking about it for years!” … so I did …  I opened the paint and started painting…. and then I realized it wasn’t the right color.   So I kept painting.  I figured anything at this point is better than the rotting raw wood and I can cover it later.

I got the bottom half of the cabinets done and stood back and looked at it… And today, I will be ordering a new color and  start the project all over again.

Do I regret it?  Nope.  I did what I set out to do and it looks nice.  Just wrong color.  I’m hoping this will spur on further projects hopefully pushing me to gain momentum in the insurmountable task of fixing all my “I will get to it later” projects.  Truth is, I have been putting many projects off for a long time and the time of reckoning is now.

I don’t know why I always put things off, but here I am staring at all the forgotten projects and it’s forcing my hand to get them done.  As I mentioned yesterday, my husband has been quiet (sort of) about the piles that continue to grow and the boxes of stuff that need a home (hoping it’s not in OUR home, LOL).

Sadly, I have always been this way.  I remember as a kid, my sister and I shared a room.  She told me one morning, “I’m gonna clean the room” and I said, “Okay” and started walking out.  She said, “Aren’t you going to help?”  I said, “No…this is YOUR want, not mine.  I’m going out to play”.   When I came home ALL MY STUFF was on my bed.  And she told me, “If you throw it on the floor, I’m telling mom.”… So I slept on the floor.   I was a stubborn lass, but the truth is, that way of life bit me in the ass growing up.  Now don’t get me wrong, I CAN clean… I can clean like the devil and I can get shit done FAST … which is probably why I procrastinate.  I don’t want to be bothered with the hard stuff and I haven’t ever been able to make it a consistent thing where I come home and put my clothes away or have ANY sort of system.  I have always worked best under pressure, but it’s never really benefitted me, so don’t think I am sitting her proud of it all.  It just is the way it is.  And my sister ended up having 5 kids who know how to be tidy, while mine rarely pitch in.  Again…not proud…just is the way it is.  Thankfully my girls are a little more organized than I am and I hope they keep building on it.  If they do, they certainly didn’t get it from me.

So for today, I think I will run to the hardware store and choose a proper paint color and continue working on my project.  Waking up this morning and seeing fresh new cabinets gave me a bounce in my step so I am ready to get going.

To that end, todays entry is a short one.  More or less just checking in on my progress that I am pushing forward and feeling good about it.

Wishing everyone a blessed day!  Go do the hard stuff.