Sometimes I tell time by my laundry pile. Certainly strange I will admit, but it is a very good reminder to me of how many days go by without me really registering their passing, lost in the constant influx of job and life. Suddenly I look up and I have dumpster fire of overflowing laundry hamper, that I keep 'meaning to get to' for at least five days before I finally can. It is a constant reminder to me when I go to the bathroom of how I am failing. Or at least failing to keep up to the unattainable standard I have set for myself. The real truth is we can't keep up with all that we do, and we are rock stars for doing what we do. So I'm going to ignore the laundry pile telling me I am a failure and instead focus on all I have done in life. On all the friendships I have. On the memory I will leave. I really hope what is remembered of me isn't - she never got behind on her laundry. I hope to be remembered for being kind, for being always there when needed, for being a good listener, and a very good friend who ignored her dumpster fire to help others with theirs.
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