The painters finished yesterday afternoon. I need a few days of rest before the carpet installers arrive on Tuesday. I just realized there are bipolar feelings that are truly healthy.
In this case, I am so happy we are able to redo our house, and yet the process is exhausting. I am so grateful to my mother (who died last October and father who died 19 years ago) for leaving me a small nest egg, which enables us to pay for the job, but I miss them terribly.
Because we had to box up the house, which was so tiring, we are able to look at it anew. And we realized that we (who are minimalists to begin with) no longer need as many things. So, we're giving away a lot of books and other items, which is difficult for me, but freeing as well.
I'm rearranging my work space and finally feel that I no longer need a desktop computer (I have a laptop) or my big lateral file cabinet and one of my smaller ones because I no longer download so much material, and I have shredded bags of files. I feel good because I am working hard to conserve paper and space, and yet I'm concerned because it's a big step for me to work in a smaller space without some of my "things," which I've had for the last 20 years.
And all of this may just be the tip of the iceberg. Who knows?
Have a happy and healthy weekend. I'll be back on Monday.