My brother was visiting recently from Manhattan. It seems to me he’s been checking up on me often now that my son has left for college, and I have to say the company is welcome.
One particular day, I was obsessing about all the things undone around the house, including how filthy the windows have become after several years of neglect.
I can’t afford the professional window cleaners I employed when circumstances were different. But I certainly don’t have the energy to wash more than 20 windows myself.
So I was feeling frustrated, angry, and stressed about my lack of energy—and lack of money, too.
Just wash one, my brother said. One a day, and you’ll be done in less than a month.