For months I'd just been piling "things that go in my office" on the table in there, plus on the floor in front of it when the piles got so tall they were threatening the cats, and had been sick of it. December 31st, I decided that if I cleaned up all the places in the house that need cleaning, I could relax and read books without guilt until I had to go back to work on Jan 3rd.
Naturally, I then went into a 3-day-long decluttering binge and read absolutely zero books. At least the house looks the best it has since we moved in?
(I also need to declutter the hell out of my office closet and the master closet. But at least the visible parts of the house look pretty damn good.)
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