That old motto is surprisingly fulfilling. I'd heard it before from my Boy Scout brothers and elsewhere but never thought much about it. But lately I've been trying to organize, clean, and improve the places where I spend time. And it has been deeply satisfying. It's simple things really: hanging a mirror in the garage, framing a picture and hanging it, throwing out junk, organizing cabinets and drawers. But all of these things make life a little easier, neater, aesthetically appealing, and cater to my obsessive compulsive tendencies.
So the garage apartment will hopefully look a bit more home-y when I leave, various rooms in the house will be more organized and decorated, and some long neglected projects will be that much nearer to completion. I like it a lot. I've also found it's very nice "to nest" and create home-like spaces. I haven't ever done much in that way because I've always felt fairly transitory but it does make a big difference. So even if I'll only be somewhere for a year, I think I'll make the effort to create a home. It's weird to think about, though I'm glad I have this characteristic.
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