Wednesday, July 16, 2014
One of the banes of my existence is what I refer to as my clutter problem. My desk is covered in stacks of papers. My dresser features groupings of bottles that go untouched for months. My closet is relatively organized by clothing category complete with labeled dividers, but too bad you have climb over piles of boxes and storage containers to reach the hanging clothes. I'm a person who can't seem to live without equal parts orderliness and chaos regardless of how little sense that makes. I wish I knew the secret to conquering my dysfunction. Wishing is pretty futile and passive aggressive. Time for action!