On Sunday, I emptied every closet, cabinet and drawer in the place, wiped it down, and reorganized it from scratch. I gathered bags of clothes to donate to Goodwill. I even found a way to arrange the ridiculous amount of Nike shoes that have been stashed in the hall closet for months. (See photo below for proof.) By 4:30 p.m. on Sunday, the sun was peering through the clouds, lending just enough warmth to open the windows and let the fresh air flood the apartment.
It feels so good to start the week—and the spring season!—with a clean home.
(Now all we need is the sunshine.)