I thought I was making really good progress, that things were going much better than I could've hoped, that I'd be done soon.
Then I found a folder filled with folders filled with folders filled with folders.
Now I get to go back to where I was. Sorting files. Going through duplicates of duplicates of duplicates.
It'll take another week to get back to where I thought I was.
There are worse things in the world but that feeling where you thought you were making great progress only to discover that you missed something.
I hope to be done by the end of the month so I can move on to bigger and better things.
This has to get dealt with. The chaos and dysfunction. Not knowing where anything is.
I need order and a good system in order to get started on things.
Once this blog was in a place I liked I started using it.
When I'm not doing something I want to be doing I'll stop and think about why. What is stopping me? There's usually a reason.
I can't do my creative projects and a bunch of stuff I have in mind until my files are in something vaguely resembling order. So I just have to keep plugging away.
It took me years to get into this mess. I'm closer and closer to getting out of it.