Every few months I sit in my living room and I get this feeling. It is accompanied with the lack of being able to breathe deep happy breaths. I look around and I see that our living room is not as clean and organized as I like it. Things have found homes where they don't belong. Toys are left out, legos have rolled away and are now hidden, things fall behind couches. I don't like it. So then I move all the furniture. Yep, every few months I rearrange. I can't help it. Last night Ben took Alicia on a date and was gone for the evening. I took advantage and rearranged. I am getting geared up for Christmas and made room for a tree. I look around my room today and I can breathe. At this moment every thing has a place. There are NO hidden objects. Every thing is vacuumed and clean. And the very small control freak in me is happy again.
AND I am ready for a Christmas tree.
Maybe on Sunday.