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There is nothing better than a freshly scrubbed floor. I don’t know why, it just makes me happy. When the kids were little, it was a task to get it done. Not to mention the amount of things to pick up before I could even get started. It’s still a task, pets are always under foot and the first ones to trudge over it, before it dries. It is one of those things that make the house seem clean. I don’t look at anyone else’s floor, but sure notice mine. I don’t use real smelly stuff, it gives me a headache. I don’t have high maintenance or shiny floors, just really love the way it looks completely clean. Part of my purging in the more recent years has been trying to keep things off the floor.

Unfinished business, that’s what the piles always represented. Something I was meaning to do. Changing over seasonal clothing, rotating toys, stuff to give away, presents to wrap at Christmas, half finished projects. That is what the garage is for. Did I say that out loud? It does house a lot of stuff in those categories. So maybe things aren’t gone, just shuffled. I like everything to have a place. I hate clutter, out of sight and then out of the house.

Of course visual clutter does nothing for your brain space either. Not my brain space anyways. It was a very long process to get to this state. The remaining stuff needs decisions to be made. It is not my decision alone, it isn’t all my stuff. So young people out there setting up your homestead, just remember you can’t take it with you when you leave this world and one day you may need to downsize. Baggage, worthless, indeterminate things that take up space. Always question, do I really need this? Things will always be, just things. Most likely it is all just fire starter. For now, step one of spring cleaning, was the floors!