I really am not a hoarder.
But until Saturday, my little flat (garden cottage) was way too busy!
My mom and brother visited.
It was like a home makeover.
I now have found a new love for my little home.
Stuck up posters and random stuff, taken down!
Counter tops and other surfaces, cleared!
Less is more,
I know that (but somehow didn’t apply it)
My home is a lot emptier now
There is a cool life analogy to that. Why do we clutter our souls and lives?