Cleaning is hazardous to my health.

A few days ago, athenawindsong suggested "microtasking" to me: doing a job for 5 minutes at a time. Although I'd probably expand it out to 15 minutes. I'd also want to do 1-2 microtasks a night when I'm home, when I have the energy to do so.

Last night, I tackled a job that I've been putting off: washing clothes in a laundry basket that had been sitting in front of my dryer since R moved out last fall. I thought they were all R's old maternity clothes, which is why I kept putting it off. But I can't use them, and it doesn't serve me to hoard them. So I finally washed them, with the hope of donating them or giving them to someone who could use them.

Inside the basket, I found more than maternity clothes. I found some old bedsheets and a comforter. I think these are from when I still had a full-size bed. I found some of R's non-maternity clothes. These will be hung up in her old closet. And I found some of M's old clothes as well. I don't think I can sell or give away M's old swimsuits (due to health department regs), so they went in the trash.

( And the basket contained lots of dust as well. )