A couple of weeks ago, I was getting thoroughly fed up with my lack of progress. and wanted to try something different. The conversation went something like this:
me: I know! Let’s do this, you stand in the doorway with some empty boxes and I’ll throw things at you!
JD: Umm…. okaayy….?
me: No, really, it’ll be fun!
Okay, I confess, I didn’t really throw things at him. Mostly I handed them over, or gently tossed them in his direction if I couldn’t reach that far. Really.
We’ve done this for two weeks running now – him in the studio doorway with boxes, me knee-deep in clutter, and it really is working! And he hasn’t suffered any lasting injury. At least not physical injury.
We’ve managed to get two large garbage bags and two recycling bags out, fill 3 banker boxes, and uncover half of my desk, and drop the overall level of the room by a foot or so. Pretty good for only about 2 hours worth of work! I also uncovered a few hidden treasures, like a foldable keyboard, that I’d completely forgotten I owned. Plus some pictures of Beez (1995-2007) and Beardog (1998-2010), which is always bittersweet.
It’s happening. Slowly, but it is happening. I have to look at the things that are done, not all the things that still need doing. With that in mind, here’s a picture of the cleaned-off desk: