I wanted (so badly) to get
organized. Today I still want it, still so badly. I can blame the house,
with its impressive lack of closets and built-in storage (and I have!), but the
fact is organization completely eludes me. I lack the skills. And at my present
age, distractibility has morphed into absentmindedness. I make more messes than
ever.
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I am with you here. I am lucky to be married to someone who is very tidy. He counteracts my disorganization.
ReplyDeleteYou are lucky. My husband was very tidy too, but his criticism wasn't helpful.
DeleteI'm laughing here. I can relate to the criticism. Fortunately, my office is pretty much out of bounds. But he can say volumes just looking at my desk! Sigh.
DeleteMy husband thinks he is tidy, but in fact he just likes to hide things with little attention to logic.
DeleteMy husband will tidy now and then and think for the next month that he does everything
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