Maybe it’s because today was the first day back after a long weekend. Maybe it was all the catch-up I had to do. Whatever the cause, today wiped me out.

But still, I had a plan. Way back at the start of this whole adventure, I tackled my pantry, which had become a daily annoyance to me–but one that I never did anything about. So tonight, I planned to tackle the pantry in our new house, which is in an equally dysfunctional state.

So I was all set to dig in when my wife stopped me. We were all tired, she pointed out. She reminded me that the only tasks we really needed to take care of tonight were the dishes from dinner and the kids’ clothes in the laundry basket. Once we cleaned the dishes and folded the clothes, we were done for the day. And she was right.

So I’m curbing my decluttering enthusiasm, for today at least. The pantry will be there, in all of its chaotic disarray, tomorrow. For today, though, I think it’s best if I call it a day.