One of the many goals I’ve set for myself on this journey is to keep my space consistently clean and calm. A tidy space helps me feel grounded, clear-headed, and proud of my environment—which is something I’m actively learning to prioritize.
While I’ve been doing a pretty good job overall, I’ll admit: the weekend got a little cluttered. So today, I decided it was time for a home reset.
🧳 Getting Ready to Travel
We’re heading out of town in a few days, and that added some extra motivation. I wanted to leave the house feeling fresh and welcoming for our return. So I spent the day cycling through the classic checklist:
- 🧺 Laundry
- 🛏️ Changed the sheets
- 🍽️ Did the dishes
- 🪴 Watered the plants
- 🧹 Dusted and decluttered
- 🧳 Packed what I could
- 🧼 Vacuumed and mopped the floors
It felt so good to go from room to room and really care for the space I call home. Not perfectly—just intentionally.
🎧 A Little Hygge, A Little Mel
I’ve also been multitasking a bit. While I cleaned, I listened to two episodes of the Mel Robbins podcast and started the audiobook The Little Book of Hygge. Both were excellent companions for my day and helped me feel like I was nourishing my environment and my mindset. Win-win.
🗣️ The Inner Critic Tried to Interrupt
As much as I tried to be present, my inner critic made sure I knew she was still in the room. Mid-dusting, she started whispering:
“Hey… you haven’t written your blog post yet. When are you going to do that? You HAVE to do it.”
Oof.
I gently reminded her—many times—that I can only do one thing at a time. Right now, I’m cleaning. I’ll write when I’m done. I’ll worry about writing when I’m done.
Was it easy? No. I had to shush her constantly. But I kept pulling my attention back to the present moment, and slowly, it got easier. That’s what this is: practice. One intentional breath, one focused task at a time.
🪞 Gentle Progress, Not Perfection
This isn’t going to be an overnight transformation. Silencing my inner critic—learning to trust myself—will take time. But I believe it’s worth the effort. Every time I interrupt that anxious voice with compassion and presence, I’m making progress.
I’m learning that I can be gentle with myself and consistent with my goals. I don’t have to be perfect to be proud. I just have to keep showing up—one step at a time, one day at a time.
Thank you for being here. I’m so glad we’re doing this together 💜
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