This is the offensive wet spot on my leg. Thinking I spilled my coffee (warm all the same) on myself, I checked the kid. This is what I found.
Crazy how they match, right?
After the clean-up took place, I realized this may have been the metaphor that I needed. I guess it helps when the metaphor comes in an annoying/disturbing form? I decided that I needed to put my "big girl pants" on and take care of the things that have been bothering me for awhile.
Yesterday, I tackled my Goodwill giveaway pile in the garage. Last summer, we inherited a storage unit full of everything from a friends' apartment. Turns out, we have everything for a house already. You can imagine the piles lined up in my garage. Wish I had a picture to share, but not really. It was bad. After 45 minutes of mulling through the piles to finalize the giveaway, I loaded up my Jeep (every inch possible) and toted my goods to donate. In the end, it took maybe 2 hours (that's kid time, too) to clean away my mess and lighten my load. Ahhh!
So here's to lightening the load! Put on your "big boy/girl pants" and tackled something that you've been procrastinating! I feel like a new person and I've only just begun! Potty training, here I come!