It's Not Perfect

My house that is.  It's no where near perfect.  In fact, all the cleaning I did earlier seems to be undone.  However, I am at total peace right now.  It may be the fact that I haven't slept yet due to the baby refusing to sleep but I prefer to believe that it's the fact that I did what I set out to do.
I am terrible at keeping up with my e-mail.  I can see how some people think that having two accounts makes things easier... I really don't see it.  I have a total of three e-mail accounts.  Yes, you did read that right.  I have the one I opened shortly after I married when I forgot the password account to my first e-mail and I still use that one daily.  I have the one that my last cell phone insisted I needed when I turned it on since it was a Google phone therefore I needed a gmail account.  I can't for the life of me remember why I have a third one.  It seemed like a good idea at the time I guess.  Back to my point:  I now ask for the updates from everything I sign up for.  This way I get freebies and coupons and I know what sales are going on.  Awesome.  Anyway, Flylady sends out several e-mails a day.  I read each and every one.
Today, I did what every single e-mail told me to.  I swept my front porch, cleaned my front door (I had never thought of that before), I de-cluttered for 5 minutes...
I am excited to start working on my control journal.  Well, excited and anxious since my perfectionist parts are coming out and telling me that I have to do this and that first, but I will try as hard as I can to get one section done today whether it is perfect or not and I can make tweaks as they arise.
Though I don't think I'll call it a control journal.  I think I'll call it "The Book" like I read in an e-mail today.  I think it's a cool name.  Reminds me of the crazy boss in "The Devil Wears Heels" and it makes me smile.