Good for the soul

Okay, they say confession is good for the soul. Well, I think for me it needs to be cleaning is good for the soul. Painful but good.

Some of you know that I have trouble with clutter and piles of stuff. Here a pile, there a pile, everywhere a pile, pile.....(am I the only one?)

So after an emotionally hard week last week and the same this week (a story for another day) nothing will cleanse my soul like some good cleaning.

Started with my closet. Nothing like spending an evening trying on jeans/clothes after storing up for the winter all summer....Yikes!! Painful but good. I got several bags of stuff ready for Goodwill.

Next night, on to the laundry room. Now, at times the top of my dryer gets so piled up you cannot see the bottom of the pile much less the top of the dryer. Also at the back of the laundry room there is a pantry. Well sometimes the pile of stuff in front of the pantry is too big to get to it much less find something in one of the piles of stuff inside the pantry. A little painful. How do you save so much stuff? So check -- got that cleaned. I can find things in the pantry and close the doors! The dryer is cleaned off as well.

I took a break the next night and watched a movie. The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. Fun chick flick movie, I liked it. Also read some in the book I am re-reading. A Girl of the Limberlost by Gene Stratton-Porter. I had read it as a child and am reading it again. As good as I remembered it being. (Lynn, here's one for your Book Review)

Last night I worked in my spare room. We refer to it as the "junk room" at times. I keep all my Mary Kay stuff in there, my stamp/craft stuff, gardening magazines I cannot bare to part with and it is also the office where the computer is. The computer table is now clean enough to stamp cards on if I'm feeling creative and the daybed is cleaned off so that I can curl up and read my book or take a nap after all this crazy cleaning. My office things are in place as well as my stamp stuff. Inventory of MK has occurred as well. No pain, just time consuming.

Whew!!! Confession -- cleaning -- whatever!! I'm done for a while until I get mad again and have an emotional guilt session and feel the urge to clean like a mad woman!! It was good for my soul anyway.

Thanks for letting me "confess".
Love ya!