You might walk into my house and mistake me for a minimalist or a neat freak.

That’s OK. I own it; And frankly, it doesn’t bother me.

Btw. Since we are going there, I beg you to not walk in and set your keys, phone, crap things on my kitchen island. <wink ♥>

I work laboriously to keep that bad-boy clean and clear. Going so far as to follow my husband around, picking up, and placing his crap things in their designated spot. {Don’t judge…Some old dogs can’t learn new tricks}

Annoying? Perhaps. But…

You see, like many domestic engineers, some days life feels out of control and personal choices seem limited; schedules are driven by the needs of others. And, that’s ok. It’s all part of this season.

But, cleaning off the dang island brings a feeling of calm; I am in the driver’s seat of my surroundings. It doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy visitors and guests. (Because I do.) That’s different.

It’s about clutter. And chaos.

It doesn’t have to be your island. Maybe it’s your car. Closet. Laundry room. Pantry.

Decluttering and purging can be liberating. Whatever your motivation might be.

You can start small: One drawer, cabinet, closet, shelf at a time.

First, make piles: keep, toss, donate. Don’t think. Go with your immediate reaction. Done.

Then, immediately load it into your car. Schlep the stuff off to a local charity. (Try not to drive around for weeks with the bags because inevitably you will find yourself digging through it searching for that faded T-shirt!)

Making your house a home often starts by removing the value of the things.

So, I challenge you.

Clean house, one junk drawer at a time. I swear… you will find it incredibly rewarding.

By simplifying your living space, you feed your spirit and clear your mind.

Oh, and next time you stop by, please don’t forget to set your keys in the dish provided by the door.