Unfortunately, the sheets are in a big pile on the bed.
There is a pile of towels on the couch.
Maybe I’ll sleep in the recliner.
EDITING --
The towels from the couch are put away. (There's another load in the dryer, but they can just stay there for all I care.)
I realized the flashing light on the thermostat was saying: Replace battery. Did that.
The memory book is DONE.
~~~ Y'all this is really ridiculous. This item has been written and re-written in my planner for at least the past six weeks. Probably longer. Possibly I've been writing this for 5 months, you know? Two evenings and it is DONE. The only thing left to do is put sympathy cards in page protectors, but that will have to wait for a while, because I can't bear to take them off the mantle yet. I told DS and DDIL tonight, they may stay up until I start getting Christmas cards.
I'm doing really well, I think, but there are still signs that I am having trouble moving on, accepting that this is my life now.
DH's shirt is still hanging on the hook in the bedroom, and the bottle of water and pill he planned to take the next morning are still on his nightstand.
Except for disposing of his medicine bottles, I really haven't touched any of his things.
Anyway... the sheets are still piled on the bed, and there are a few dishes in the sink now. Dishwasher needs emptying, and of course, that load of towels and underwear is in the dryer. But... I don't know how much I'll get done tonight. I'll have to get a second wind somehow.
EDITING AGAIN—
The bed is made up with clean sheets.
I didn’t do any of the rest of that stuff.
I did clean up the junk on the coffee table that was left over from my memory book work.
* I just checked — memory book has been OMM in planner every week for THIRTEEN weeks. \o/ ???
