Winter Cold Moon
Six month sabbatical begins, work week-wise, today. My first task? Organize, reshelve, move. Books, magazines, file folders, objet d’arts. Gonna slim down the book count in the study to books that support writing, Latin, art. Poetry, too.
After it’s organized–again–I plan a strict policy. One book in. One book out. Better filing formats, too, and more prompt filing. Not because it makes me a better person, but because it reduces hassle.
Cleaning like this always puts me in a down mood. Why did I let it get like this? Why can’t I clean it on a regular basis? I know the answer. I get focused on one task and pulling books from the shelf, files and folders out to consult is part of that. Putting them back right away isn’t. I’m working on the task. Forward, not backward.
Still, finishing always puts me in a better mood, so I’ll finish. This week if not tomorrow.
