Dreams of deep cleaning the house sift through my thoughts nearly daily. Cleaning. Actually a ritual I enjoy, although my home often belies the fact.
My attempts only get so far, then a million other dishes-meals-laundry-“Mommy, come here” calls-baby cries interrupt. While the clutter slides effortlessly back to the corners, tables, chairs it’s most comfortable on.
It was a gift, then. Stumbling on the #40days40bags challenge from Ann Marie of the blog White House Black Shutters. And on the day before it commenced? I found myself inspired. Yes, cleaning can be inspiring. Out with the old and all that.
And so I took you on. You house of seven plus years of accumulated memories and assorted junk. I’ll keep what brings memories and remove the junk.
I created a forty day list of all the spaces of our living space. Divide and conquer. Stem from stern. And all that.
Already there are stories to tell from this cleansing. This lifting of the head to look ’round and remove what does not fit our space, our lives.
Less is not more. Less is less! Less to get in the way. Less to clean. Less to hide what you’re really looking for.
I have three bags ready to depart our dwelling. And have I missed a single item in the past week. No. Well, maybe those blue bowls …
So tell me, how do you manage your housecleaning?