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Sunday I kind of slacked on the Big Spring Clean.  Oh, don’t get me wrong, I purged 27 items.  More than 27, actually.  I raided my bathroom closet and got rid of at least 40 old creams and half-empty hair sprays and an old, dusty make-up bag I haven’t used in years.  But I did it sluggishly and I waited until about 8:00 o’clock, in contrast to my usual “done by 9:00 a.m.” and dangerously close to skipping a day.

At first I got worried, wondering if I was losing steam.  But then I looked back on my day.  I worked out (even after getting up late after a crazy, fun Saturday night).  I did massive clean up in my garden.  I wrote like mad.  I cooked for my kids.

No.  I was not slacking.

The real impact of the Big Spring Clean came when I thought about how I’d motivated myself to clean the garden.  It is kind of a wreck after a rough winter and a fall clean-up that was cut short due to early snow (and some honest-to-goodness slacking, if I’m truthful).  Rather than do like I’ve done in the past and tell myself I had to pull a marathon day in which I cleaned and mulched six massive beds, I told myself I’d just do one.  Just one and done.  It gave me the same light feeling that the Big Spring Clean is giving me.  I don’t have to do it all.  I just have to do 27 things.

As with the Big Spring Clean, I wound up going longer.  I did two and a half beds.  But I still had plenty of energy left and I didn’t wreck my back.  So… moderation.  Who knew?  One more wonderful lesson of The Big Spring Clean.

Since then I have done some more work on the guest room (so close!) and the garage with the help of my ex-husband.  I am so grateful for all the great things flowing out of this project.  I’m starting to hope it never ends!  (But it will: April 15th.  Almost halfway there.  As of today I’ve done upwards of 324 items).

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