Clearing Cobwebs

I lead an interesting life...thanks mainly to my laziness. I woke up this morning, pulled on a pair of jeans and a tee and was happy...till I remembered that I had to go to school in the afternoon [for a meeting]. I rummaged through my closet but couldn’t find anything to wear. I could’ve sworn I have at least 20 decent office shirts/tops. Hmm, where could everything be? I began hunting around and discovered a clothes hamper nestled in the back of beyond. I dragged it out, opened the lid and was drowned in an avalanche of unwashed clothes. You know what, ever since the week before spring break I had been lounging around in my home clothes without bothering about work clothes. Sigh! Now I would have to lug the whole load to the gujju bhai's laundry across the street and shell out 200 bucks to have them dry cleaned or whatever. The glass-half-full part of me rejoiced over the fact that I would now have clean clothes all through the end of the semester. And after that...well...I'll probably wake up again one day to discover I have nothing to wear!

"THAT IS IT! "I thought, enough was enough...I decided to get some order into my life. I threw in a soothing CD with reiki music and Enya in it and was all set to do the impossible. I thought I'd begin by mentally listing out the chores that needed to be done [beginning with the laundry]. Oh maaan...easier said than done. Hmmm......the list seemed endless.

So, I went to get some paper out of my drawer to make a real list only to find that the dumb thing was stuck [too much stuff in there]. See, there is a method to my madness. Once a week [if he remembers to do it] MOH gets the mail. He looks through them and gives me whatever is mine. Sometimes, I open them, but most times I don't. I save them for later. Either ways, the envelopes get stuffed into that tiny drawer willy nilly...opened or unopened. No wonder my drawer was so cluttered.

There were at least three envelopes worth of photographs. And to think that once upon a time, I used to neatly arrange all the photos in albums with captions and everything. Ok, what else? Aaah, invitation cards to the brat’s dance show. I had forgotten to invite all my friends. And then there was some money that belonged to my neighbor. I could not recall why she had given me all that cash. However, I figured, the cash was here now. So, till she asked me for it [or for whatever product/service I was to buy with it] the notes were technically mine. That meant I didn’t have to go to the ATM and withdraw cash for the week. I conveniently struck that chore off my list. Next, I reached out for my handbag so I could shove the crisp stash of twenties into my wallet.

What do you know? The handbag was in greater disarray than the drawer. I couldn’t even locate my wallet inside my bag. So, I dumped everything out on the countertop. There was a crumbling chocolate chip cookie in there along with god knows what other stuff. The silver lining to this cloud? I could simply eat the cookie and forget about cooking lunch. So, I gobbled down the cookie although it was probably a month old.

Maybe I’ll be ok. Cookies don’t really go bad, do they? Bottom line? There’s junk and clutter all around me. It all begins with the mind...maybe I should get rid of some of those cobwebs in there first. What say you?

Incidentally, one of the realtors on the bus tour counted four cobwebs on my porch. *Maggi rolls her eyes*