There was an episode of the television show “Gilligan’s Island” when Mrs. Howell eats beets grown from radiated seeds. She goes on only what I can describe as a manic cleaning spree. I’ve been through the same thing the past two days.
I stayed up late one night going through some very old files, dumping extraneous junk that I’ve kept for no good reason at all. Earlier that day, my caseworker came by and helped me with some paperwork for the IRS. The next day, I filled out paperwork all on my own for the two different government agencies.
I don’t know where I got the energy from, but it was wonderful. When I took the accumulated papers to the trash, I yelled hooray, and when I mailed the paperwork to the different places it needed to go, I did a little dance. They were small steps, but some of that paperwork was old. It was a real accomplishment to get it done.
I often get stuck and can’t seem to find my way out of a paper bag. For two days at least, I’ve been able to really accomplish things. What’s more, I don’t think I’m done.
Next: the dross under the bed!