I am an admitted control freak. I like order. I like neatness. I don’t care much if things are clean or not, within reason, but things need to be organized. It’s what makes Wonder Boy and I a good pair. I organize; he cleans. Rehabbing any part of a house leads to both a mess and clutter. The horror!
We have cleared out our master bedroom so that our upstairs bathroom can be worked on. Most of the stuff went into my office. Our bed and both of us went into Wonder Boy’s office. The sleeping room is pretty neat so that we don’t go insane. My room is not neat and its driving me insane.
Things have gotten so bad that I’m not even being organized now.
I am attempting to notice small, pretty things around the house. Trying. Maybe I can fool myself?
When the bathrooms are done, there is an amazing amount of work that I will put into organizing everything. Everything. My closet will be organized by color, my shelves will have neat stack of carefully folder clothing arranged by what I am most likely to wear and furniture will be arranged just so. I can’t wait!
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