It wasn’t relaxing, working outside on what felt like the hottest day of the year, but it was refreshing. Everyday since I’ve been back, I’ve driven home and watched the briars and weeds grow taller, creep up the bank, and weave webs around the construction material that I’ve needed to take to the dump for a year. I’ve put it off, for far too many days or rather months.
My car was a storage bin. Full of gatorade & water bottles, soccer equipment, and junk mail. Getting in the car was almost embarrassing, but just almost. There were no smells though, apart from the scent of melted crayons that lingers in VW Jetta’s. You just can’t get rid of it, but after a few months you don’t smell it anymore. Point being, the car was full and not of people.
I just discovered that my porch is actually not built out of kayaks and garbage bags. Getting to the door required a series of acrobatic steps dodging wasps, and hairy white dogs while stepping over kayaks and trash bags. And my bed room. Well it’s not that bad. I’ve got at least one clear path.
It’s been really busy. It’s really been over whelming. I have a ton of things on my mind like soccer, websites, Bryson City Outdoors, and various other projects including my personal endeavors like blogging, hiking, kayaking, and song writing. It’s so easy to push off the little things but the little things really add up. My life has been feeling like my car, porch and yard looked.
Yesterday, it was time for a change. It was time to take a day and finish some of the chores I kept procrastinating and you know what. I feel better already and I even had time to go kayaking.