9. Have a schedule

Have you ever thought of deep cleaning your bathrooms on the 2nd Saturday of the month? By setting a schedule, it’s easy to establish a habit. Give it a try, you might like it!

10. Keep countertops clear

I despise cluttered countertops but if there’s no habit of keeping them clean, they quickly become a clutter spot for papers and books.

11. Apply the one item in, one item out rule

This is the best decluttering tip I’ve ever heard is that when you buy something like a new shirt, an old one needs to go. This way you are not cluttering up your home with extra stuff that you no longer need!

Which habit do you need to work on? For me, I’m really working on #6 with not putting it down, but putting it away and also on the one item in, one item out!

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Hi! I’m Jenny! I grew up on a farm in between the 2 small towns of North Loup and Scotia, Nebraska. I spent my childhood chasing cattle, laying out irrigation pipe, bottle feeding bucket calves and racing turtles at Popcorn Days. My husband, Jason and I live on a farm south of Kearney and I am blessed to be a stay at home mom to 5 energetic kids and wife to my favorite farmer! Our oldest daughter is 11, our boy/girl twins are 7, our son is 5 and youngest daughter is 3. I created my blog, Women With Intention (http://womenwithintention.com) where you will find tools for living your purpose, managing your home, saving money, simplifying, growing your faith, loving your family and relationships, and embracing the season of life you are in. I believe that each woman can have it all, but not necessarily have it all at the same time! I'd love to connect at my blog, Facebook (http://facebook.com/womenwithintention1), Pinterest (pinterest.com/womenwithintent) or Twitter (@womenwithintent).

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