I've never been good at this. Growing up, I would leave a trail of stuff behind after using it. I might as well have left a sign that read: "Theresa was here". My mom would constantly tell me: "put it back where it belongs!"
But where does it belong?
How does this happen to me? I spend a weekend cleaning and by the following Wednesday, the MESS angels are back to greet me. Hello.
They say, "when cleaning your home, to go through each corner and work your way through."
IN THIS CORNER......weighing in at 5 pounds, is a box full of stuff that was brought up from the storage room (for some reason). But now it just sits in the corner.and has become part of the decor. I believe old shoes are in there and I am scared to see what else I might find.
AND IN THIS OTHER CORNER.....weighing in at approximately 3 pounds is mounds and mounds of old bills that need to be filed away...please, before the year is over!
I take a quick look around and from my bed I see the following:
*A window fan leaning against the wall that I took down in September. I should probably put that in the closet.
*A chair with coats and sweatshirts hung over them. You mean that's NOT the equivalent of a hanger?
*Another chair with misc.stuff on it like another sweatshirt, old diaries (meant to write a memoir blog with them), old movie call sheets (meant to write a short story with those), and some file folders (that came with a side table I bought for 5 dollars at a garage sale).
*My desk piled high with junk mail, magazines and books I mean to read completely covering the top. Who needs to dust when you have clutter?
My sister even bought me a year's subscription to "Real Simple" magazine once, which had a lot of tips on how to organize my stuff.
Too bad it was added to the paper pile growing on my desk.
I should have a fireplace, because I have alot of kindle. Er uh, I mean alot to recycle that is. Save a tree and all.
Okay, enough writing. Let's start cleaning!
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