You may have read that I’ve got this cleaning list happening and I can tell you this much – it’s working wonders for me. Just by creating the list I have already actively worked on cleaning regularly. This house is big and damn if it doesn’t need cleaning all the time. So I do something every day. Literally. Every day. It makes me way less cool to be cleaning a house but I’m learning how to take pride in my space.
I even made a nice and cleaned up David’s space today too by making him a new organization set up on his side of the sink. On that note, can I get an amen for his and hers sinks? Holler! I mean… Amen! Next step, his and hers bathrooms. Then closets. Then beds. Then rooms. Then houses. Then – wait… hmm… this seems backwards…
I did laundry on Friday and it was kind of killing me that I hadn’t put it away yet so it felt good to get the clothes hung today. You might think it’s as easy as putting things on hangers. But no. I have a closet organized like a crazy person , seperated by color, formally, length, and a couple of other qualifiers so hanging clothes takes a bit more effort than just throwing it on hangers and tossing it in the closet. And don’t you even dare hang something facing the wrong way. I will spot it in an instant. And my skin will crawl.
My underthings though. That’s a different story. When we moved I tossed all possible underthings (underoos, bras, socks, etc.) into a hamper and carried it all that way. Then it sat in our bedroom. This mess of a laundry basket haunting me. Every morning I would wade through the hamper to find all the necessary starter garments to my ensemble. It was basically underthings hell.
Today I bought two canvas totes while I was out at Target and with the help of a dresser I finally sorted through the confusion. I now have 20 pairless socks that need pairs ASAP before I lose all of my marbles but other than that, there is peace in my closet. Lurve.
“Only one thing has to change for us to know happiness in our lives: where we focus our attention.” Robert Anthony
For instance, today was a fairly boring, brain tired Monday but I’m happy about separating my underwear from my bras and pairing my socks. Some days it really is the little things. Just look around.