I am greatly organized in my mind. In reality, not as much as I could be. DH is a pack rat and that really derails my organizational thoughts and ideas. He also is always on his computer game so he doesn't want to help get things under control. It feels like this is just one more thing I've always used as an excuse to not take care of myself. That probably sounds crazy but in my mind it just seems like there is so much disorder that I can't get control over and I've put myself in that category. From now on I'm making a conscious effort to separate myself from that chaos and realize that the one thing I can control is me.
I'm no longer going to feel guilty for taking 30 minute or an hour to do something good for me. The dishes, vacuuming, ____________ (fill in the blank) will still be there when I'm done. My new attitude is that I'll have more energy to do stuff around the house if I'm more active and eating healthier. I have to remember that the weigh wasn't gained overnight and the clutter didn't just appear one day. They'll both take some work to get rid of. Life is a work in progress.