Received notice apartment maintenance needed to enter the apartment to clean the dryer vent.
- To prepare I should pick up the dirty fleece bedding that is piled in front of the closet, waiting to be scraped and washed.
- To prepare I should break down the boxes and cardboard cluttered at the front door.
- To prepare I should bag up loose garbage sitting around the kitchen and front door.
- To prepare I should pull down the disposable cat litter pans that are stored on top of the dryer and set them aside out of the way.
- To prepare I should move the dirty clothes basket sitting in the hallway in front of the closet.
- To prepare perhaps I should pick up some of the loose garbage in the bathroom and add it to the garbage bag in the kitchen because a bag was never put into the bathroom trash receptacle.
- To prepare perhaps I should take the empty pizza boxes and bag them up as garbage.
- To prepare perhaps I should take the empty Factor75 boxes or the empty Mounjaro box and place them out of the way in the bedroom.
- To prepare perhaps I should take a stack of washcloths (dirty ones) from the bathroom and put them in the dirty clothes basket designated for linens.
- To prepare perhaps I should check the two sides of the washer dryer unit to make sure nothing is leaning against them.
During the assessment stage of the work to be done and while starting to do the work, I see that one side of the kitchen sink is full of bottles, unopened, containing carbonated water with a flavor. I think it was an 8-pack. I sampled one and found it disgusting and put the rest of them in the sink, thinking I would open them all and drain them and put the empty bottles into a recycling bag. That’s already been ten days ago. They’re still sitting in the sink. I asked myself: what would it be like if maybe, absolutely never going to happen, maybe? What if Tim was to stop by? Would I want him to see this mess? How would I feel if he saw this mess?
I felt ashamed. I felt stupid. Stupid for buying them in the first place. Inadequate because I don’t like the flavor of this drink. Wasteful because now I plan to just throw it away. Lazy because I haven’t thrown it away yet.
Yeah completely silly that I would think that thinking of TK stopping by actually would have any effect because that thought experiment doesn’t work. He would never stop by. Quickly I change the thought experiment to say, “What if Ben was to stop by?” And that thought experiment fizzled into a poof of smoke because that doesn’t seem plausible either.
So after maybe five, maybe ten minutes (closer to five), moving quickly around to put the little bit of garbage, dirty clothes away, moving the cardboard boxes to the other room. I need to sit down. I’ve already done too much. My back is hurting. I need to sit down for probably ten minutes before I get up and try again.
And perhaps since it is Tuesday and a workday, I should sit, log into work, and take a look at my things to do and hopefully not get too distracted. I still need to come back and finish preparing the laundry area for the invasion of Apartment Maintenance in order to clean the dryer vent.
And it is possible that everything I listed as to prepare is not absolutely necessary but it would take more mental energy to Re-calibrate the list. For now I’m going to pause on thinking about and doing clean up.
