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Some jobs can wait

I remember last winter, and how the snow and sleet, and mess, just seemed to come. Each time I would drive my van into the garage, the snow would melt off of it and make the floor a muddy mess. It was muddy simply because there was so much dirt on the floor. What’s more, the dirt would stick to my shoes and it would get tracked into the house. I vowed that I would clean the garage as soon as it warmed up. Well, it did warm up, but I was busy, and I kept putting the task off. Soon it turned into summer, and then it was too hot to clean the garage. However, now that it was cooling off in the fall, with winter looming on the horizon, it was time to get to work. Where to start? Am I able to do this myself or should I call for help? Those were the questions that ran through my brain, until I just went out there and started. I thought if I do part of it on this cool rainy day, I can always finish at a later time. In my typical fashion, I puttered in one corner, but when I needed to carry something to another spot, I started puttering there. I thought this was a bit silly, but kept at it until the corners started shaping up. One of the main things that had to be done was simply to put things where they should have been put in the first place. All of the seasonal outdoor decorations were put on the same shelving, sorted as to season. The tenting items on a different shelving, along with the few tools that I have. Gardening supplies went on a different shelf. Several old cardboard boxes got collapsed and prepared for recycling. Other things where thrown away, with me wondering why I kept them in the first place. There are a few other things that I thought were silly, but I left some, thinking maybe someday I would find a use for them. The other main thing I did was sweep dirt to the center of the garage floor. I knew there was dirt in there, but I had no idea how much dirt. If I remember right, there were eight snow-shovels full that I spread on the lawn. As I was doing this, I thought I should be saving it in a container, so when I needed some dirt for a slippery spot, I would have some. However, then I remembered all the ice-melt bags I was finding, and thought I was well-supplied. Two hours after beginning, I looked at the garage and felt pleased. There was so much room, I couldn’t believe it took me so long to get at doing the job. However, I know my pack-rat tendencies, and I am sure the corners and edges will once again fill up. But, for now, I will gladly show you my garage. There are other parts of my house that I am not so anxious to show off, however. The office I am sitting in is one of those places, and the basement, namely my sewing room, is another. So, I have one de-clutter/cleaning job done, and two more to go. And, of course, the rest of the house is never ending. I don’t want to think of the yard either, bulbs to dig, old growth to cut down, and leaves to be mulched. For now, I will remember the garage, and know the other jobs will get done also.