I can't decide whether to clean my rooms or not. I really ought to. I ought, in fact, to begin thinking about how I'm going to move all this stuff in a month. But there's something incredibly comfortable about living in clutter, at least when the clutter is all my stuff. Not filth - my filth tolerance is extremely low. But I do like clutter.
On the other hand, I also like a really clean and organized space.
The thing is, when space gets like it is now, where there is simply not a place for everything and thus everything cannot go in its place, I prefer to have a well-cluttered space rather than a nearly-clean place.
That could be laziness speaking, but I think the clutter stays, at least for now.
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Clutter gets in the way when I need to work, to think clearly, to pray, or to listen. I need to de-clutter first, because clutter demands my attention instead. So Beth and I are at opposite ends, I think. Maybe this is part of why we work well together. Hmm.
Trips to IKEA help with clutter...
I am all in favor of trips to IKEA. Especially trips from Lansing to IKEA by way of Evanston. :)
Our place is now inordinately uncluttered. But that's because everything is in boxes. :(
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