It has been a little bit of a stressful week at work.
First, jet lag. Baaad jet lag. Bad headaches. A flu. Nausea every time I eat. A plain, general sense of malaise.
I had no time to clean my house. Laundry was piling up. The floor was dirty. I confess, I've been staying here for 2 months but I haven't swept it before. (I mopped it without sweeping it).
Don't ask me why I have a mop and not a broom.
I cancelled my after-work plans today, and went home to sleep because I was so tired. But I looked around, and the entire place was such a mess that I couldn't stand it.
So I swept, mopped, did laundry, washed my plates.
And it is incredible how much better I feel. How much lighter.
Clutter, dirt. These things weigh you down, whether you even realize it or not. Now that everything is back in order, my heart feels lighter. I feel a bit more motivated. I'm looking forward to going to work tomorrow.
This is a pretty amazing realization for me.