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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