This one is kinda weird, but it's relavent. I'm thankful for my recent OCD-like need to organize. I have always been an extremely disorganized person. When I was younger, my teachers would tell my parents, "she's a good student and smart, but VERY disorganized." Seriously... like, all my teachers. One day I woke up and felt the urge to organize and throw things away. I'm a born packrat, so it was a miracle. I embraced that urge because I wasn't sure how long it would stick around (or if I'd be digging through the trash the next morning for all my lost belongings). Surprisingly, it's been 2 months and I'm still going. I got home from my parents' house this evening and whipped myself into a huge organizing frenzy. My place is a total mess... but it has to get worse before it can get better, right?
(PS: this is not my apartment... I only WISH I were this organized!)
2 comments:
You must be on MEDS!!
I think I rubbed off on you :)
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