I just got back from my brother's place. He and my sister-in-law are the tidiest people alive. These are people with three children under six, the youngest of which is 2 months old. And yet, everything in their house is put away. All the time. They. Are. My. Heroes. So, I decided today to try and capture this magic. I worked for nine hours, organizing, putting stuff away. And now my body hurts, I smell kind of bad, I have no energy to discipline the little monkey upstairs who won't go to sleep. And my house is still a sea of clutter.
Balls.
