I’ve always liked for my things to be organized, clean, and aesthetically pleasing. I’m a minimalist at heart; clutter makes me anxious. Growing up, I always dreamed of having a home that would “rise up to greet me,” as Oprah used to say, and I don’t mean tripping over a pair of shoes and having the floor rise up to greet my face.

My daily “degree of sanity” often has a direct correlation with how organized and clean my surroundings are. There. I admit it. I am one of those people who feel 10 times more: capable and efficent, relaxed and energetic, and ready to dive into my day.