Below you will find examples of my lack of organization. This is not for the faint of heart.
Exhibit A: The Garage
I have a habit of bringing free things home. I store them in the garage thinking, "Man! I could sell this and make like a million dollars!" But my yard sales are few and far between compared to past years, and I am too lazy to lug that stuff out by myself anymore!
Exhibit B: My bedroom?
The question mark is because I'm not even sure I can still find the bed.
My room is like this because I go on vacation, come home, don't give myself time to prepare for real life again, and I throw everything out of my suitcase and onto the floor looking for things at the last minute. Or I need my ribbon box because a cheerleader told me she needed a new bow on Monday and it's now Friday and game call is in 5 minutes and I'm still at home rushing through my to-do list! AAAhhhhh!!!
My room is getting cleaned as soon as I finish typing this, and I am having a garage sale tomorrow. You will get updated pictures. Posting this really puts the pressure on, ya know?
To redeem myself a teensy bit, here is a picture of the office, one of the many other clean rooms in the house. We're not gross, I swear. (Please notice the native american doll in the left hand side of the picture. It makes me laugh, but it has sentimental value for my mom, so I can't laugh out loud.)