Last night was a first. I did not want to clean up my kitchen before I went to bed. Nick got home later than usual, and I was already in bed snuggled up and watching Pretty Little Liars on Hulu. I could have easily said "I'll just do it in the morning"...But, for once, I didn't do that! I actually got my butt out of bed, and spent 10 minutes cleaning my kitchen to make sure it would be done when I woke up (and yes, my sink was shining).
This is a BIG BIG BIG deal for me. I think I am finally establishing some routines and feeling like I want to have a clean house. I realize that it causes less stress for me to just spend the couple of minutes tidying up than it does putting it off. And, I could not be happier about this. I am slowly, but surely, on my way to an organized home free from chaos!