Clean bedding = bliss

I consider myself to be a fairly efficient person. I can typically beat deadlines or come crashing into them with what I like to consider grace and poise. In short, I have my shit together. Usually. I suspect that many grad students will tell you that they've perhaps blocked out large portions of their studies as the chaos around that time was so great. Working full-time and going to school at a pretty amazing school (where you actually have to read and contribute to meaningful dialogue) was pretty intense this summer. Like... everything in my closet wound up on the floor in a hot mess and things that I had been putting on my "to do" list just kept getting moved from old list to new list.

Tonight Porch met up with some friends from college and I found myself at home for the first time in a long time with actual time. I took this opportunity to turn off the computer and power through with a movie on in the background and did it! Organized the closet, washed our bedding (okay that DID get done while I was in school but I'm usually a stickler for doing it more frequently than I had been doing while school was in session), folded laundry --- but so much more. I felt like I had a piece of my life back in order.

I really think that the bedroom is supposed to be a sanctuary. Granted, we're not rich. But I think there's more to making a bedroom a tranquil space than looking at Pinterest and wishing to win the lottery. Organizing things and making it easy to relax? Worth so much more than money can buy! I'm enjoying a new Scentsy bar from a friend's party (Zepplin -- OMG) and the vibe in the room feels totes different.

I might actually get a good night's sleep tonight... if the neighbors turn off their shitty movie. And that stupid kid doesn't start screaming at 10:30 as he is wont to do. Rar!

xoxo
Mrs. Porch

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