A Fresh Start

I am a messy at heart. I always was, as my sister can testify, and probably always will be, as my Husband has learned.  Strangely though, my mom trained us kids to spring clean every year.  She generously supplied the lists, mop  pails and rags. Together we washed walls, floors and bathrooms but it never created any ounce of joy in spring cleaning for me. That is not until I got married and…