Last week I mentioned my friend Emi in my blog. I met Emi the same year I moved to LA, 2012, and we’ve been friends ever since, it was love at first sight. And since we’ve only known each other for a couple of years, we yet don’t know everything about each other.
Emi works as the Associate Producer for Heybaby Films, and she works a lot. She lives in a cute house in Venice, a couple of blocks from the beach. She texted me an odd question this Tuesday: “Are you good at cleaning?” My answer was: “Are you kidding? I’m a frikkin’ pro, I love the act of cleaning so much I’ve even been thinking about starting my own business called “OCD – Organizing, Cleaning, De-cluttering”
The texting continued: “I’m about to have a meltdown, I need help organizing, and I wanna pay you of course”. So, it seemed I had my first client in my so far imaginary business. Now, about the payment, when you’re friends, such things can be delicate, so we decided to do a swap. I clean her shiitake out and she helps me with my digital online stuff, which she already has been doing for a while by the way.
Growing up in a not-so-fancy suburb of Stockholm in the 70’s, to have a house-keeper or cleaning staff to come clean your house was unheard of. It was DIY all the way. I started early helping out around the house, cleaning the bathroom was my favorite chore. I loved it. I was kind of a weird kid, I remember in third grade I could stay in on recess to clean the sink in our classroom bathroom till it was sparkling. True story…
So on Saturday morning at 10, I rolled down to Venice in my Prius full of cleaning gear. Because when I asked Emi if she had a vacuum cleaner, her reply was yes, and she sent me this pic:
I’m not a person who regrets things, but I regret SO MUCH that I didn’t take “Before” and “After” pics. When I came to her house Saturday morning the place was crowded with things she was holding on to, and couldn’t let go of. It was a hardcore cleanse she was looking for. So I helped her purge. She purged around 10-12 big bags of clutter. Donating, selling & throwing away stuff like a champ! Around 9-ish we walked over to the local diner Clutch and celebrated "Phase 1, bathroom, walk-in-closet, bedroom and 96% of the living room" with guacamole, sweet potato fries & a beer, together with our handsome date for the night, Forrest:
And the testimonials for my first gig as a professional cleaning consultant kept coming as text messages on Sunday, but unfortunately, they’re only available in Swedish:
Asså det är så jävla fucking fint härhemma att jag dör! / Du är så jäkla fucking bäst / Jag bara njuuuuter härhemma / Njuuuter / Jag känner mig inspirerad, fri och nystartig / #newbeginnings / jag åt frukost på badrumsgolvet i morse
Affirmation of the week: Life Is Good.
Affirmation of the week is a gratitude practice. To say and repeat the affirmation “Life Is Good” is all about focusing on what’s good to make it grow. You might feel provoked because your life currently sucks. Or because you think about all the mess on planet Earth. I hear you. But I will, despite your possible resistance, keep on spreading this affirmation. I want to spread the wisdom that my youngest son expressed when he was only 14: “Mom, life is good, even when it’s not”. Also a true story from LA 90026.
If you like this affirmation I recommend you to check out lifeisgood.com the movement started by two brothers, with one purpose: to spread the Power of Optimism.
“Life is not easy. Life is not perfect. Life is Good. Each of us has a choice: to focus our energy on obstacles or opportunities. To fixate on our problems not solutions. We can harp on what’s wrong with the world (see most media) or we can cultivate what’s right with the world. What we focus on grows. Optimism is not irrational cheerfulness or “blind” positivity. It’s a pragmatic strategy for approaching life”
That was all for this week from Echo Park!