I am not the tidiest of homemakers. In fact, I’m sure Adrian Monk would have one of his attacks if he ever entered my cluttered apartment. Funny story, one day the police came to my apartment [I'll save those details for another post]. At the sight of my crammed living room, the officer asked me if I did arts and crafts. No, I just can’t throw anything out.
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Granted I still have a long way to go, but I already feel 100 pounds lighter. The good thing about this is that often the completion of one step inspires another. I started out by cleaning off my desk; a bear of a project, that once I completed, I couldn’t very well have an untidy couch now could I?
I am finding firsthand that a decluttered living space leads to a decluttered mind.