Just because the house is messy doesn’t mean I can’t sit down somewhere to write.
It may be harder to focus due to clutter; it may even be challenging to find a clear enough spot to sit.
But I still get to write.
I don’t have to wait until the house is clean…and I must not. I must tend my body and mind first—a.k.a. write—and clean only when I feel well enough.
In other words, if the only thing in the way of my sitting down and writing is my anxiety about the house messiness (given that the problem is currently much too big to just quickly solve), please, if at all possible, say “screw it” to the messes, and go sit down somewhere (perhaps outside?) and write!
Extra argument: I would much rather be a mom who is often reclining and using her mind—and thus is more joyful and present with her kids—than a mom who’s chronically drained and strained.
QED. I hereby give myself permission to write amidst the clutter.
I give it to you, too, reader, for whatever form of creating, rest, or play you find fulfilling!
I need this one today, too! My "clutter" is a lot of outdoor work. Now that the rains have abated, I've got a lot of catching up to do! And yes, it's important, but not at the expense of my well-being and creative practice. ✨
Let's do this! Have a great week! 💪