Admitting I need help is the first step...
Today, I cleaned out the pantry. There were scary outdated things in there. Mom will be proud. Others, perhaps, aghast. I won't go over the gory details, but I can actually find stuff in there, now, and I'm feeling quite accomplished. Yeah! Those pantry-cleaning-induced endorphins are running rampant through my system.
Bonus Photo: Guess what else I did today, sigh...