Their closets. Their bill paying systems. Their kitchen cupboards.
But let it not be any surprise to you that while I may organize others,
I, myself, struggle to keep the laundry washed, folded and put away.
And if you ever come over for a cup of coffee, don't throw any closets open
lest you be conked on the head by a falling photo album.
The whole thing about organizing is that it is a never ending process.
Once you get one area of your house organized, for goodness sakes,
you must start immediately in on the 43 other areas that are not organized.
Especially, that left hand corner of the garage that has become impossible.
IT. NEVER. ENDS.
I thought you might use a picture as a form of encouragement
if ever you feel your house is getting away from you.
Contrary to popular belief, this is not the next lay out for an I SPY book.
It is what I found under my bed yesterday morning while looking for an earring.
Take note that I am such an Unquenchable worshipper that I shoved Matt Redman's
book into the deep dark recesses of bed-dom.
It was huddled next to the lost wedding invitation I searched for in July.
I also am drawn to the old people magazine, Prevention.
Their titles are always so catchy, Eat chocolate Lose weight, I can't resist.
And apparently, I am running a small toy store out from under my pillows.
Anyone care for some legos, veggie guys, dinosaur skulls or one of the 8 picture
books I found?
But don't worry, it is all clean under my bed now....
Now I have piles of stuff all over my bedroom.