Sometimes if I look at a messy corner enough times, it ceases to exist. Truly. Or well, okay, I just cease to see it. Handy in some ways, except for that moment in which you realise that your visitors will arrive in half and hour, and your house is a lot more untidy than you thought it was. A surface clean isn't going to even touch on some of the areas of clutter.
Aside from the whole clean-my-house-quick-so-that-no-one-realises-I'm-the-world's-worst-housekeeper (I don't think anyone was ever fooled) dilemma, I have lately been finding that the clutter is getting me down. It's hard to relax and feel cosy in a house that has messy corners everywhere. Even shutting the door on mess just isn't enough sometimes, and I've found myself insanely desirous of cleaning and de-clutter every single corner.
Sloooowly but surely getting this house under control. I was particularly pleased with my First Aid Kit reorganise - a container for 'Bumps & Bruises', 'Colds & Flus' and 'Other Ailments'. Also stoked to see my wardrobe in order, and the linens tidied and sorted (and folded adequately). We still have far more pillowcases than we could ever need, but those colours please me.