I am someone who has always thrived in chaos. What looked like a mess to everyone else has always 
been my comfort zone. ‘Order’, on the other hand, has traditionally given me a rash. Until very recently.
Precipitated by a desire to move, the constant sighs of my cleaning lady, and more clutter than even I could bear I finally attacked every square inch of my apartment. Went through absolutely everything, discarding the unwanted Continue reading
Back in September I wrote about how I was finally attacking my closets and drawers and cupboards
and pantries and shelves and papers. Long overdue it was.
Well I’m happy to say I’m done. Mission accomplished. And you may find this hard to believe but I actually enjoyed it. So much so I seem to have become obsessed with order.
I now wake up in the middle of the night and go through stuff and purge. While I’m watching TV or reading a book I suddenly get the urge to reorganize what I’ve just organized; and I do it! In slightly under two months I’ve gone from thriving in chaos to being OCD.
Clearly I am channeling my mother who is, of course, loving it.
Speaking of my mother, when I moved her out of her apartment and Continue reading
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