I noticed today that the main floor of our house feels...well, uncluttered. Yes, there's the detritus of everyday living--the rest of today's paper, a few dishes still to be cleared from dinner, toys here and there. But on the whole, if a friend called and said they could stop by in about half an hour, I'd say "sure!" and do a quick tidy and then make a pot of coffee.
It's a good feeling, yes it is.