Last night when I got home, I felt kind of worn out and grumpy. Steve wasn’t home yet, and I parked my tuckus in front of the TV to give myself a pedicure. This means I did exactly zero organizing yesterday.

I’ve since figured out that the way to motivate myself is by visualizing a project’s “before” state, and then fantasizing about the “after” photo. If I don’t think about a project beforehand, then I have absolutely no motivation to even begin the tasks required. I would find myself standing in the room or in front of the area to be tackled, just kind of absent-mindedly scratching my noggin with no intention of getting down to business.

Tonight I take a train ride up to New York City. The bad news, aside from missing my honey, is that this is a check-in-check-out-spend-the-day-in-a-conference-room-and-back-on-the-train kind of trip – my least favorite kind.

The good news is that I’ve got my trusty notebook so that I can zone out on the train rides and really think about the nitty gritty that needs to be done at home.

I only have 3 and a half days and a roughly 7 evenings worth of free time (currently unscheduled anyway) before my birthday, so it’s time to really catalog my tasks and get crackin’ on the execution of it all. I’m getting awfully excited thinking about what the place is going to look like when I’m through.

And in the end, a really fantastic outcome of all this will be that I will finally have a sound indoor office space -- not to knock the outdoor home office, but when it’s raining or super insanely cold out, well, it’s nice to easily transition to the comfy luxury of the great indoors.