The beauty of clutter is it means you have children.
I am looking at these things with new eyes as more of my children are reaching adulthood.
I am realizing that some day the stairs will be clear.
The DVDs will stay in alphabetical order.
I will not find my cups outside anymore.
I will not clean make up sprinklings out of the kids bathroom sink.
No one will hang the refrigerator door open anymore.
The TV will not be up too loud,
and no one will complain about what was fixed for dinner.
The kids will all be gone.
Suddenly clutter does not look so bad.