I'm not sure how many people would agree with me, but I find cleaning therapeutic.
When Mr. O-P passed way, I had a tremendous need to clean and put things in order.
I think being able to physically align things helped to offset internal chaos.
One of the things I felt a need to change was the baker's rack in the kitchen.
It had become a source of visual chaos, having accumulated many sentimental things to the point of being overwhelming.
I wanted something fresh, new, and serene, so took everything off, cleaned it up, and started all over again.
I love the new look, and it is so much more practical having things on it that I actually use rather than just stare at. It still holds both old and new favorite things, but also seems far less random and more orderly.
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