I come from a long line of worrywarts, and I must tell you it is not getting better with subsequent generations. My daughter will probably have a list of her lists by pre-school.
Some amazing and powerful gifts come along with being a worrier. It means I’m a planner, a do-er, a leader, and a fixer.
It also means that I can allow the destinations of my life to overshadow the journey. This week, I allowed myself to let go and really enjoy the ride.
If you’re reading this, you probably don’t need this advice. So, share it with the people in your life who do — especially if they are making you chronically late.
Twice a year. I make the pilgrimage out to the shed, bring in the seasonally appropriate clothing, and do the seasonal clothing swap. This is one of the things about being an adult that’s not as fun as being able to stay up as late as you want.
Well, mine is. They’ll all be here this coming Monday to celebrate Thanksgiving.
My family is big, loud, funny, dynamic, quick-talking, and just a little too honest. It’s situations like these that make me grateful my husband loves to cook, while I micro-manage the heck out of everything else.
I know that my to-do list will include shopping, cleaning, and re-arranging to squish more chairs around our table.
We all need a little spark to ignite our organizing fires. Between dirty dishes, less than eight hours of snoozing, colds, and complaining, we can sometimes get stuck in a rut.
Fall is nature’s way of reminding us that winter is coming (cold wind sound, here). In winter, being prepared is the difference between life and death.
Just like the animals of the woods, we humans should look for the lowest lying fruits to help replenish our inventory (have I taken this simile too far yet?). By now you clearly know that I am talking about foraging in your local dollar store.
Here are the top 10 things you need to stockpile from the dollar store in order to keep your house organized and your life a little less stressful.
September means the return of many beautiful things: fresh morning air, trusted daily routines, our favourite cozy sweaters, and the wearing of socks.
The return of socks heralds a real conundrum.
On par with other great mysteries of the universe is the sad single sock that emerges from the dryer. While scientists and philosophers ponder dark energy, pulsars, and the origins of humanity, I prefer to sweat the sweat-sock mysteries. Where do they go when they enter the dryer/Bermuda Triangle?
Little girls, big binders: get your wee ones organized early. Well begun is half done.
It’s back to school: back to routine, back to order. Order is sexy, and you're bringing sexy back. Your kid’s teachers give tips on starting organized this fall.
