While I haven't done so EVERY day, I HAVE managed to get on my stationary bike a few times a week. Today I pedaled for 20 minutes.
On Facebook, a friend had posted a 30-day de-clutter challenge.
So I took one of my superfluous calendars and jotted down the suggestions, making a few adjustments. Last night, my grandson was bemoaning all the containers and lids piled in one of the pantry cupboards. They have a tendency to come toppling down onto the counter and then careening crazily down to the floor.
So I promised him I'd get at them today. And I DID. I gathered up all the square/rectangular ones first, and matched tops to bottoms; then all the circular ones. I gathered each group in a separate, large clear trash bag and put them in the erstwhile potato bin in my pantry. All the plastic shopping bags that had been shoved in there, I gathered into bags and stuffed in the part of the pantry that used to have drawers. ANd the leftover lids I gathered into a small plastic bag and shoved under the sink for "whatever" - palette for paint? plate for canned cat food? spoon rest?
I've had my lunch and I'm just chilling until I have the gumption to get at the clay. I do a little at a time a few times a week. The other day my cat Rosie gave me an inspiration to do a series of "Starving Kitties." You who have them, you know how cats are, right? They can have a bowl full of food but they ate from the center so a wee tiny bit of the bottom of the bowl is exposed - never mind there's food piled up at the sides - and they act like they're starving.
Add to that, at around 4:30 every afternoon we give the cats a wee bit of CANNED food - we refer to the time as "Canned-Food- O'Clock." Well, around TWO every afternoon, Rosie starts nagging. She may run back and forth wildly to get our attention, or quietly come up to whoever is at the computer to tap on their arm and open her mouth in a quiet little "eyow" (she's only more vocal when terrified, like going to the vet). This she repeats every 15, 20, 30 minutes until it's canned food o'clock.
Anyway, I started making cats with a bowl by them, as described, and their eyes and mouths wide open in horror at the ability to see the bottom of their dish. I figure to make a few ore of these (made 3 so far). They'll be ready for the next art show - if the quarantine has been lifted by September.