I’ve been busy cleaning our apartment for my niece’s pre-college visit this evening, and have been glad for the excuse to clean, really clean. Since we don’t have a guest room, she may well be staying in my spare room. (G. and I have a three bedroom apartment, which allows each of us to have a room for our own stuff.) This process of getting ready for company has forced me to see the apartment through fresh eyes, and it’s been rather cathartic. I’ve tossed, I’ve dusted, I’ve reorganized, I’ve tossed some more. I’ve even started creating a notebook for paperwork that’s been stacked, drawer-less, for months or years. I’m even starting to reclaim the desk space around my laptop. AND–George and I actually talked this morning about putting pictures up! Even though we’ve been in this place for three years, we have very few pictures on the walls.
Although I’m pretty tired now, after yesterday’s 8 mile run/walk and all the cleaning, I’m feeling pretty satisfied with how things are looking, especially in “my” room. It’s looking like a better organized place for study (and life in general). Getting better organized has been one of the things on my pre-school to-do list. As Martha would say, “It’s a good thing.”