Why it feels so bad when nothing stays done

Nothing staying done doesn’t mean you’re doing it wrong

You folded the laundry on Sunday.

All of it. Sorted, stacked, put away. The basket was empty and the bedroom looked briefly like a place where nobody ever dropped jeans on a chair.

That part always feels bigger than it probably should.

Like maybe something got fixed.

Like maybe this time it would hold.

By Wednesday, the basket is half full again.

No surprise.…