Small Accomplishments
I’m cleaning my place while I listen to The Dave Matthews Band. I really don’t mind the cleaning once I get involved in it. Oftentimes when I think about the things that need to be done around the house, thoughts of the dreaded chores come to mind and I conveniently find a reason to put them off for another day. But once I do decide to get started, I easily become lost in each individual task. The dreaded chores become less of a chore and more of an opportunity to soothe the mind. Before I know it, each act has snowballed into the other, and the washing, sweeping, scrubbing, wiping, vacuuming, dusting, mopping, and discarding of trash has been done. Now my place is all *sparkley*. Small accomplishments are underrated.