If there is one group of people on this planet I could not identify less with it’s people who just naturally *love* to clean. Couldn’t be me. Here’s an example of what I look like cleaning:
*Picks one thing up off the floor* Welp! That’s probably enough of that!
I have to make it an event; a commitment. It probably has its own date on the calendar circled in red sharpie so that I can mentally prepare for it like it’s a goddamn gynecology appointment.
I need three things to get me even remotely in the mood:
Good weather. The sunshine-and-windows-cracked-open combination has some sort of psychological effect on my brain and the words, “We should probably clean up around here. Organizing sounds nice,” sound still a little foreign but somewhat more appealing.
C-o-f-f-e-e. Get me the caffeinated. I can convince myself to do nearly anything when I’m riding that java wave.
A solid music playlist with all the right vibes. Perhaps the most essential component, and babes, I’ve got you covered. We got the whole gang present, everything from Bruno Mars to Aretha Franklin to Vampire Weekend to Robyn.
Liz Welle is a professional feelings feeler but gets paid to do social and digital stuff for brands in Minneapolis while occasionally food styling on the side. She lives in Uptown with her boyfriend and their thirteen plants. She is doing her best.
Thank you for being here. For being open to enjoying life’s simple pleasures and looking inward to understand yourself, your neighbors, and your fellow humans! I’m looking forward to chatting with you.