Given the enormity of dealing with my damp basement walls and a sloping cement situation, I’ve taken refuge in small do-able task. Yesterday found me moping along until Pierre convinced me to take a run out to Home Depot. Somewhere between the lighting aisles and coming back home to put on new chair pads, I got a lot perkier. (The dark chocolate Toblerone bar might’ve played a role in this as well.)
We dedicated a few hours to concrete and specific house tasks: vacuuming the basement stairs, gluing the ancient dining room chairs back together, putting up an aluminum shower rod in preparation of hanging curtains over the basement door (don’t ask), and even prepping for our upcoming insulation fiesta. The peace of mind that came with action and completion was delicious.
So here’s to achieving that delicate balance between the “now” of a finished task and the long-distance future vision. We need both to move forward with excitement and purpose. I, for one, clearly need to have both or I succumb to morose fantasies that involve bulldozers and relocation.