Motivation

So, I think I'm feeling motivated... well I thought I was feeling motivated to do something before I sat down in my cold-haven (aka the bedroom, the only room in the house with air conditioning). I haven't been feeling super great for the past little bit so a lot of the things that I would normally do haven't really gotten done. Mainly: the dishes. I decided I would force myself to do the dishes last night and I did. Part of the reason I felt inclined to force myself into this task was the fact that we were out of bowls and every utensil except knives and small forks. I felt like an archeologist digging through the sedimentary layers finding the more ancient fossils and artifacts the deeper I went. I have gone back to being mad at my dishwasher because it has been leaving this white powdery layer of something all over everything, so I washed all the dishes I found in my archeological dig by hand. After I finished the dishes I even scrubbed down the sink a bit. It was crazy. Tonight as our pasta was cooking I emptied the dishwasher (currently being used as an extremely large drying rack). And... it doesn't stop there. After visiting one of the sisters I visit teach and having my presidency meeting I washed all the dishes from today and put them in the dishwasher to dry. Wow. I'm pretty proud of myself for my accomplishments and I was contemplating expanding my circle of cleaning beyond the dishes, but I'm currently enjoying not being in the inferno that is the rest of the house. Maybe I'll try to clean up our bedroom a little; this way I can enjoy the cold and feel productive. Brilliant.