March Minimalist Challenge: Whatever Happened to Days 28, 29, 30, and 31?

I have a conscience. That probably comes as a surprise to some of my readers, but it’s true. I’ve dropped the ball many times in my life. Often it was because I was afraid my efforts wouldn’t be worthy, other times it was because I once was a world class procrastinator and would fall so far behind in a task that catching up seemed an impossibility. So I didn’t even try.

Often, it was a combination of both, like the year I was in charge of putting together a scrapbook for the president of our women’s group. I became paralyzed by a lack of creativity, a failure to organize, and I never got it done. I’m still embarrassed and ashamed of myself for letting that group down. I’m not proud of my failings. If I could go back in time I’d put together that damned scrapbook, but all I can do going forward is to be a better person.

So when I found myself struggling to keep up with the March Minimalist Challenge, in part due to Studly’s medical issues and my trip to Illinois, I promised myself I’d finish as soon as possible. Day after day I made excuses for myself. After all, it was only a promise to myself. No one else would really care. But, a promise is a promise. And I’m not the same person I was 35 years ago.

On Thursday I kept my promise. I reorganized the cabinets and drawers in all of our bathrooms at Doright Manor and came up with way more than the 118 items needed to satisfy the challenge for days 28, 29, 30, and 31. Inside one pill bottle alone there were 89 pills (I had taken one of the 90 prescribed and suffered terrible side effects).

It’s not an artistic display, and I didn’t try to add alliteration to the post, but by gum, I finished the challenge. I don’t guess the former president of my old club would like a scrapbook filled with my minimalist challenge photos. Definitely not.

Peace, people.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

9 thoughts on “March Minimalist Challenge: Whatever Happened to Days 28, 29, 30, and 31?”

  1. Well done, you! I love the pink make-up box with just the two brushes in it. Valuable stuff, we hand on to.

    I see these challenges can bring up a bit of soul-searching, too. I’m a died in the wool procrastinator. I think my brain goes like this: if I don’t finish, I won’t have done it wrong. Pretty simple. Pretty silly. Still has power over me.

    I’ve missed some of your reports, but each one I did see was entertaining and interesting. Some just made me giggle. I’m glad you stuck with it and that you shared it here.

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  2. Congrats! Ugh, old pills. My wife and I have differing opinions about OTC medications. I’m the son of a Jewish mother, and so I like to have every freakin’ medicine available just in case at 2:37am I am afflicted with one of maladies under the jurisdiction of that product. It admittedly makes for a continued mess of out-of-date pills. Good for you for tossing yours. – Marty

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