Yesterday I did one of those Someday I'll Get To It chores, and it felt soooo good to accomplish at last. I took everything out of the broom closet in the kitchen, wiped down the shelves, threw away a bunch of stuff (including 10 containers of coconut water which were so old they had turned the color of pee), and re-organized for the first time in the 14 years Sweet Hubby and I have lived in this house.
Once I get to a task like this, I almost always end up enjoying the heck out of it. If the actual doing isn't fun, then the satisfaction of having done is exquisite. That seems to be true of just about everything: starting is often ridiculously difficult, but once started, the doing ends up being no big deal. That's certainly true for me with writing, and I know it's true for a lot of people about exercising. If I look at everything I need to accomplish, an immediate discouragement sets in, but when I focus on one specific task, I become energized.
Today's Something New is taking Sweet Hubby to Seattle's most hoity-toity restaurant. It's so posh, it's actually got a dress code, which is highly unusual in this casual city where people will wear jeans to the opera. I've been hearing about this place since I moved here, and finally decided we should go. We've just celebrated our 17th anniversary, after all, and what better reason than that to treat ourselves to a fine, expensive, snooty meal? I didn't time this reservation too well, because I'm having a colonoscopy in two days and there are quite a few foods I'm not supposed to eat today (corn, tomatoes, berries, nuts, and seeds), but I figure I can still make a fine meal of whatever is served. This is one Something New I am really looking forward to.
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