On a tear

This morning I got some sort of wild hair in me (or is it hare?) to do some serious decluttering and cleaning. This hair/hare has started to fizzle a bit, but I feel satisfied that the HUGE pile of school papers have been whittled down, and the junk drawer has less junk and all the little annoying kid toys around the house are at least in the correct room. I feel satisfied and perhaps even a little bit dedicated to try to do more of this over the next few days. Here's to feeling just a little lighter and tidier. And here's to the tiny glimmer of hope that it stays that way (yeah right).