{Get Real}

At the health clinic today, where I was given a thorough examination so the government of Canada can decide whether I will be a nuisance to their health-care system (and consequently whether I will be allowed to stay here), I read a sign on the wall. It explained the symptoms of Alzheimer’s, and it struck me that I am prone to every single one of those symptoms. Forgetfulness, difficulty completing menial tasks, short-tempered, irritable, and un-motivated were the ones I particularly recall.

When I pointed out to Poor Kyle that I think I have Alzheimer’s, he smugly replied, “No you don’t. You’re 21. What you have is PMS.”

[Okay, he didn’t really say that. I made it up for comedic purposes. But he did disagree that I don’t actually have Alzheimer’s.]

I got to thinking about how un-motivated I have been, of late. I realised today I can’t remember the last time I mopped the kitchen floor.

“Well, it’s annoying to mop the kitchen while I’m in the process of painting the cabinets, because it’ll be dirty again in an hour, what with my traipsing in-and-out all day,” I rationalised.

And, “My kitchen is going to look like this:


whether I mop or not, so why does it matter if my floors look like this:


I mean, What’s the point?”

Excuses, excuses.

Maybe I can rationalise the state of the kitchen, because I do have all the drawers emptied out on my counter top while they’re being refinished.

But that mess has expanded into the entryway…


…down the hall…


…into our bedroom…

It has also extended the opposite direction, attacking the laundry room…

sewing room…


back deck…


and garage.


In other words, my life is a mess.

But at least my towels are folded.

About Camille

I'm Camille. I have a butt-chin. I live in Canada. I was born in Arizona. I like Diet Dr. Pepper. Hello. You can find me on Twitter @archiveslives, Facebook at facebook.com/archivesofourlives, instagram at ArchivesLives, and elsewhere.
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12 Responses to {Get Real}

  1. A Letter To Kayleen says:

    camille, did you get a new camera? why are you keeping secrets like that.

  2. Anonymous says:

    i love ya and don’t mean to nag, but clean your house, girl! i can’t stand to see those pics!

  3. Amy says:

    I feel ya 100% with the constant overwhelming feelings of keeping a clean house. But you’re right, the towels make up for it all. They look lovely!
    p.s I LOVE how your kitchen has turned out.

  4. angela hardison says:

    Lovely photos!

    And my house usually appears fairly clean, but upon further inspection…it’s not. Would I be lazy if I hired a cleaner? I’ve been struggling with that question for weeks.

    I say call me lazy; I’d like some help around the house.

  5. linda rae says:

    A Creative Mess Is Always Better Than Tidy Idleness

  6. Anonymous says:

    Millie,

    All I can say is check your thyroid and check it often. And that’s that.

  7. A Letter To Kayleen says:

    i do like the pics. i really like the focal points of the kitchen and bed picture best.

  8. Geneva says:

    Such pretty pics! I’m loving how the kitchen is turning out. Did you pass out at the doctor’s?

  9. Anonymous says:

    a clean house is the sign of a sick mind.

  10. RatalieNose says:

    Camille I would like you to know that when you type in, Archives of Our Lives, on Google, your blog is the first two links that come up. Just something for your gee-wiz collection.
    ps
    your house is adorable, messy or clean

  11. Anonymous says:

    the nesting
    from such love

    from anyone else

    now you know

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