I am surprisingly clean for someone of my age group. I frequently clean my room of laundry that needs doing, I dust shelves and desks, and I weed my yard frequently and intensively. From what I have been told, this is a dying talent to keep order and sterilization of living spaces and work places.
At work I shock and amaze my co-workers with my ability to clean old stains which have inhabited the banisters for months. They tell all our regulars of the amazing triumphs of dusting that I accomplish. Sitting back in my clean orderly kingdom I wonder why I get so much praise for such a common act.
Cleaning has an amazing power to bring back old memories. As a resident in a college dorm room I understand the need to down size and conserve what I keep with me and one of my activities upon my arrival home was to clear out the trash and remove the unnecessary. I had a tower reaching two feet tall of homework and projects I did through high school. I reduced the pile to a few handy cheat sheets left from my AP chemistry and Statistics classes.
I finally threw out an art project I did in the 6th grade that took up too much space in my room. I took a picture for memories sake but it is on its way to a recycling facility where maybe someone might notice it as it passes by.
I took down old photos and sorted them away to make room for new memories. For goodness sakes I organized my closet! I threw out old phone chargers, found a camera memory card I didn’t realize I had.
When I finally stepped back and saw my clean room it was a relief that I didn’t trip over something. My life is full of memories, but sometimes it is good to make room for the new ones.