Someday is today

This morning when I woke up at 5:00 a.m.,  I fed the cats and then I went to the basement and sat in my chair in front of my computer. I started to write a story about a lost camera. I was going to pretend to be Nancy Drew and write, The Mystery of the Lost Camera. After I had written a few paragraphs, I couldn’t concentrate. The sun hadn’t risen yet and I wanted to be outside attacking weeds, not sitting inside pretending to be a detective.

Using a shovel I attacked the weeds in the flower bed. The weeds are gone.

Now I am preparing to do battle with my basement.

Last week I couldn’t concentrate on writing so I rearranged the furniture in my house. I moved all of my writing books and supplies into the basement. My writing books had been scattered in different areas of the house and I couldn’t remember where I put my Dictionary of Quotations or my copy of Turning Pro.

Now, to get to my painting studio and writing area I have to walk past “the mess in the basement.”  The basement I ignore. The basement I will clean, “someday.”

Guess what?

Someday is today. 

I have a box of 90, 33 gallon, drawstring, black, garbage bags. I have the tools to succeed. Today is someday.

Is there is a project  you are dreading? Did you know, someday is today?

Please tell me in the comments. I would love to chat.