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Clean Sweep


What do I do on my day "off"? Clean, organize and declutter. Apparently. What started out as a simple "something smells funky, let me clean this rug" then led to me sweeping, cleaning rug and then thinking all the linens that my cat sleeps on should be washed, decided it's the trash can that smells... So scrubbing that down  and while I was in there ... Dishes and counters got done. Then back to rug room where I do my stretching and decided that all the clutter on the table needed to be addressed which led to me sorting 2 years of mail and ending up in the living room tidying and putting things in place. All because of one smell. It ended up just being the trash.
 All my second hand "given to me by friends" furniture except for one sleeper sofa I paid $100 bucks for. I've come to the conclusion acquiring material stuff is not my interest. Repurposing stuff already here on the planet...yes.
This is my living room I hardly use until now... My goal is to USE THINGS I HAVE like space, music gear, books, records, etc. If it's here it needs to be used and lovingly appreciated.

My dining room area which was the original room that needed the straightening. It's a work in progress but muuuuuch better...

My dining room. I've decided this old table needs a proper tablecloth and that rug actually was not the smelly culprit. Still benefited from a scrub.
So this is what happens when you get time back from social media. Your house gets cleaned up slowly but surely...you also start seeing all the little areas that need work. Like my fridge totally needs to be sorted out, my entryway... bathroom...
Ok I have to stop and jump on painting though. Luckily I have 3 more days to get stuff done before I go back to work.
Current mood: Productive AF

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