This morning I got up, went through my usual morning ritual, and went in the kitchen to make coffee. As I stood in my kitchen, I looked around me.
First thing I did was take everything I could out and temporarily store things in another room.
Ah, a clean slate…
Then I started cleaning. I moved the refrigerator out, mopped there.
Cleaned the front of everything, then the sink and all the flat surfaces. I wiped down the decals that is my back splash.
I remembered to clean the colored bottles in the window after I cleaned everything below the window.
Bad idea. Work your way down.
So I had to back track a bit.
I took the utensils and everything else out of their boxes or containers and washed it all. Everything.
If you’re going to do it, do it right and not halfway, is my motto.
Then I brought back in what I felt I needed. And a few things that just make me smile. Like the colored bowls and pitchers.
You have to limit decor in the kitchen if you have a real tiny space.
And now everything is clean and gleaming. I mopped the floor with Pine Sol. When I can smell Pine Sol, I think clean.
I went to the closet and found this little cow planter. I probably paid fifty cents or a buck for it. I put my sponge in there.
You can’t keep sponges long. Need to have new ones standing by of course.
I put the dish washing liquid in one of the colored bottles.
I took everything off the little kitchen island and cleaned there. Cleaned the trash can and underneath it. Cleaned the baking station space.
And now all is right with my world. At least in my kitchen. I will start on another room another day. I’m too darned tired now!
It’s just easier, when you’re trying to decide what should go and what should stay, to take everything out and start with a clean slate, I’ve learned. That’s how I start purging and cleaning.
Now I can wake up tomorrow morning and make coffee in a decluttered kitchen.