Now I know. I didn’t do the boring stuff. Without realizing what I was doing (or not doing), I was waiting for my house to turn into another project I could tackle. I was waiting for the dishes to pile high enough to justify a project called Stop All the Things I Like to Do and Wash Dishes. I have Slob Vision. I don’t see a few dishes. I don’t see incremental mess. I see beautifully clean and overwhelmingly messy, but the in-between
