Neat freaking

Adjusting to new things is always a challenge in some form. I’ve been off for two full weeks now and I’m still adjusting to it. This morning I actually fell back to sleep after David left for work. Then I took my time cleaning the house up, they called and want to show it tonight. We have an open house scheduled for Saturday also, so it needed doing anyway. It was pretty much a breeze to do though, since I’m able to keep up with it on a daily basis now. It’s nice having energy to do things. I hated coming home flat out exhausted every day.
I admit it, I’m a neat freak. I have this issue with messes and piles. When my environment is messy I feel all stressed and grouchy. I hadn’t been able to keep things the way I like them the last 5 years or so, I just didn’t have the energy. Even on weekends I didn’t have the energy. Saturday was mostly trying to recover from the work week and Sunday wasn’t much better. I don’t know how many weekends I had that started with me coming home from work on Friday night and not leaving the house again until Monday morning to go back to work. It really sucked, not just because of the whole keeping things neat part, but also because I didn’t have the energy to do fun things with my husband either. I didn’t really realize how bad it had gotten until this last weekend when I actually felt like doing something. It was such a foreign feeling! I like to look around the house and see that things are neat and tidy. I know, it’s silly, but I like it that way. It’s also just very practical for me. When I move around I have to think about the safest path from point A to point B. Or when I’m cooking I have to make sure what I am picking up or reaching for. Yes, I drop a LOT of things. I’ve pretty much given up on glass glasses, they break when I drop them, lol. I have learned to get plates out one at a time, to put the pot on the stove and fill it up by transferring water in plastic measuring cups, and to put my office chair on the highest level so I can sit at the stove while I’m cooking. I wish they had ones that when up higher.
So it’s a practicality thing, as well as a preference thing. Next week I have my appointment with Vocational Rehabilitation to see if they can find any job that I can actually do. I’m not sure what to expect from that. I haven’t a clue, actually. I will share when I have it over with, so others can not be so clueless as I am.
That’s all for today, I’m afraid. My fingers/hands are sore and tired from cleaning so they need a break. I’ll write more later.