and non-productivity

Ya know, for all I complain that the house is a mess, we've got too much crap, I never get anything done, I need to do my homework, yadda-yadda-yadda, I have come to the realization that it is ME and ONLY me who is keeping me from doing, having, and accomplishing all I want to. Boy, was that a nasty run-on sentence or what? Seriously though, here I sit, browsing MySpace, ClubMom scrapbook, re-doing my MySpace page, all kinds of non-important crap that truly means nothing. At least if I were playing with the kids or something productive while not doing everything on the must do list I could excuse it. Geez, I feel so lazy. But I'm not, I work my tail off. We have so much STUFF. How does one family accumulate so much stuff???? Ugh. Does anyone else feel completely overwhelmed by STUFF? Is anyone else even reading this yet? Probably not. That's ok, I'll rant anyway. Sunday I went through my clothes hanging in the closet and removed everything that I don't wear or that doesn't make me feel good when I wear it. Major accomplishment. Tomorrow, I vow to spend 20 minutes working on the piles in the garage and 15 minutes removing excess toys from Stephanie's bedroom. I am determined to make bank at my yard sale in July. Anything else I accomplish is just cake. Oh yea, and wish me luck on my big Microeconomics test tomorrow. Lord knows I need it, this semester is kicking my tush.