I spent today on a cleaning rampage of my room. I wiped down every shelf and ornament. I put up photo frames that I never knew existed. I hung pieces of art that I have been hoarding for years. I arranged my books and CDs and DVDs. I swept the floor twice. I put on new bedsheets.
And now I have a beautiful and clean room to start off the year, complete with brilliant blue sheets that have colourful animals on them. And looking at my clean room, I feel a sense of fulfillment. The kind of quiet joy that you derive from a hard day of labour.
Sort the treasure from the junk, come back to the basics.