In my last post I discussed perfect houses. I visited one last night. I would have been happy to spend the rest of my life living in that house, it was so beautiful. Not only was it beautiful, but it was comfortable and warm. 3 kids lived there, and there were sweet reminders of them (photos, mementos) but absolutely no clutter. Luckily, I had anticipated this and done a mad dash cleaning effort in my own house in order not to feel that I was returning to a dungeon. (note: my house is not a dungeon...I'm exaggerating) But I do have things hanging around the living room which is the first area you see, such as rubber bands, which obviously do not belong there. What can I say, my lovely child went on a rubber band shooting kick a few weeks ago and I'm still digging up the remainders of that. The house I went to was beautifully decorated but not "fussy" at all. It had lovely window treatments, nice colors on the walls, the kids' rooms were cozy. I can get inspired not discouraged, right?
Well, onto another subject, today I went in the basement and threw out 2 bags of stuff, like coats with broken zippers and old sneakers that had absolutely no right to be in the house anymore. I even swept the laundry area floor of the dryer lint!
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