Disclaimer: I don’t really like to post about things like this, mostly because I know you don’t care. But today I will make an exception to the rule (a rule that is subject to many modifications and qualifications).
Each day I look into my closest to grab a pair of shoes and I see this:
Shoe Disaster=Daily Headache
I turn around to get some jewels to pile on top of all my beautiful clothes and I see this:
Jewelry/Jumbled Mess
With a day off of work I decided to take some time and devote it to Project Organization. I started with my closet,
Closet, before upheval
A small (read: big) explosion of bags and purses
and pulled everything on the floor out. I tried on every pair of shoes to decide if I could a.) fit my big feet (and extraordinarily long toes) in them, b.) walk in them, and c.) find anything in my closet to go with them. After discarding several pairs I rearranged shoes by season and necessity.
Ahhhhh, peace
Then, I weeded through my stack of bags that has caused me many an anger attack. When I want to leave in a hurry and need to change my bag, I end up pulling the entire collection out, pick the one I want and throw them back in the closet while doing a little huffing and puffing. Each time I swear I will organize them. Ta da!
Bag Stack. These now reside in a separate, spare closet.
Organization at its Finest
Finally, I attacked the jewels. Thanks to the butterfingers at TSA I have a couple of single earrings missing a mate. I desperately needed to go through my jewelry, decide what I actually wear and put it all out of sight. Sitting on the floor in my gym clothes I tackled the mess and came out a much happier person.
Jewels Galore
Finally! A dresser I can set things on!
Phew! I feel so much better. Like a child, I made my mom come up and see all the progress I made. Now, if I could just conquer the disaster under my bed…
A Broad At Home 