Today’s deck is the Tarot of the Witch’s Garden.
Not bad! definitely in the “it’d go into regular rotation if I was more into the theme” pile.
Today’s reading very succintly recommends resting instead of overexerting myself if I feel like things are going too fast on something.
So remembering how I was feeling yesterday the first thing I did was down some bread and consciously avoid spending too long without eating.
Part of the problem is that there’s periods of time where there’s nothing I feel particularly like eating, it’s part of why the appetite surpressor in my ADHD meds does very little, the only difference is that it stops the feeling of hunger but I’ve been used to not feeling in particular like eating anything specific and keeping track of when was my last meal and what I’ve eaten long before I started taking those pills.
Speaking of pills, I took the time to answer a couple of work emails while I waited for the meds to kick in. While it IS Sunday (or rather, it’ll be by the time I go to bed), there’s weeks where I push ahead and get done with it early just to avoid having reminders or pings on the matter on Monday.
With that done I decided to get full on into the task I wanted: To move containers from one room to another.
The task in question is interesting because off the top of my head in this blog alone I think I’ve mentioned that at least thrice, but this time things feel different.
For starters, a fun consequence of shifting the containers from one room to another so much is that in each move I don’t just drop everything with no reason but try to sort the contents, so the result is that, compared to when I started the containers are more neatly sorted. Like, at the start one of them just had a bunch of books that were the same size and that was effectively the reason why they were there but now they’re slightly more categorized between artbooks, novels, and so on.
And also, parallel to all of that, I HAVE done a lot of decluttering in the process, so even if one room is full of containers, other rooms are getting more spacious as a result of that shuffling.
Case in point: I had enough freed up containers that I was able to shift some books I had in the living room onto them. The books in question were in a metal rack I set there… at the very least two years ago I wanna say? And it was one of those things where it was eternally ocuppied with SOMETHING being shuffled around.
Not anymore.
I’ve mentioned in the past how it feels like my struggle finally getting my house in order feels like a reflection or an extension of my own fights with mental health, so having a moment where I’m repeating a task I’ve done a lot in the past only to realize how much has changed is certainly an appropiate result.
All in all, my current goal is to clear up the “books room” (every room has books but that was the room with the most bookshelves until recently) so that I can furnish it proper and once that’s all set and decided I “lock it” (not literally, but more like “there’s not gonna be any changes right now” sort of thing) and then I move any container still full back into it once again to repeat the process with a different room.
I got so focused in that sorting and shifting around of things that not only did I forget to eat for a bit (though less severe than yesterday) but also according to my phone (which I had on my pocket listening to stuff while doing that) I did a little below 9k steps just shuffling around inside my own house.
Oops, but also nice, but also oops.