Your Life Is Messed Up.

Your hair is too dry, too oily, too straight, not bouncy enough, too curly, not windblown, the wrong color, out of date. Your teeth aren’t white enough, let alone straight enough. Your breath stinks, and your skin is blotchy. You’re too big, too small, not 

Weeping With Strangers

I don’t really talk much about what I do when out. My friends know, sure, but I don’t have a t-shirt that reads “Ask Me About Professional Organizing!” But I’ve noticed that if anybody gets wind of what I do, the questions come thick and 

Starting Over

Getting organized is not unlike growing out hair, like bangs or a shaved head (i’ve done both, for the record). The most important ingredient is TIME. Time, that moves at its own pace and can drive a sane person stark raving mad. When getting organized, 

Gift Guilt

Holidays are done, New Year’s has been put to bed, and the confetti has been swept away. Most off you are embracing a new set of resolutions, intentions, goals, or whatever people are calling them nowdays. I’m not here to talk about that. I’m here 

Back Up Again

You may have noticed I didn’t make a post Saturday. You know what? That’s okay. I’m saying that both for your benefit as well as mine. This is one of those things I need to remember and you need to see in action. You see, 

Flawless

Sick day. More like last night was a sick night, and today was spent focusing on very small things, like my desk. My poor desk catches it coming and going. I am astonished at just how easily I can go from a catalog-shoot-perfect desktop to