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Goal Six


It's car wash day!! One of my other goals was to get my car washed once a month and clean it out weekly. Like everything else, I've been struggling with this but today I decided to use it as a self care activity and get one of the "fancier" car washes. I got the tricolored soap and the shine stuff Etc. It's a 7 minute break where I get to feel like a kid again and get all excited! 

Anyway, goal six is adding one chore to my schedule at least three times a week. This allows
For some crossover between goals which helps me complete all of them. Ideally, it will graduate to a chore everyday for multiple reason. One of them is I've never been able to do that, it is scientifically proven to reduce your stress level, and another being that will help me keep my apartment cleaner. I have all year to get to that point so for now let's shoot for three chores a week. 

What counts as a chore you ask? Cleaning the car, cat box, dishes, or floor; doing laundry, organizing surfaces/cabinets/fridge/closet, as well as seasonal things like taking the Christmas tree down or any other type of decoration. These will eventually get to a schedule loop where I will be able to just work on a schedule rather than going "hmmm what to do today...".

So there we go. I don't have the time right now to explain why this needs to be a goal of mine but trust me, it's not completely my fault. 

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