The Mess

Welcome to my mess.  Step right in.  I have manicotti waiting for you.  It is tasty, you just have to overlook a few things.  Did I mention I was attending an organization class tomorrow?  What's that?  You think that is a great idea?  Well, I am glad to have made you happy.  Enjoy the manicotti.  Just shut your eyes.

Mess #1.   Here we have the paper stash corner.  It provides a comfy home to bills, mail, endless school papers, gum, CD player,  leftover baked goods, and memory verse cards.  If you ever want to have a good hiding place, I would recommend this spot for you.  The only problem for me is that this is what everyone sees when they first walk into my home.  What I can't figure out is that I know I need everything visual or I will forget about it and yet I can't stand to look at it.

 Mess #2.  My work area/catch all area.  What doesn't end up in the corner of shame in the kitchen makes its way over here.  I often start to hyperventilate because I feel like the walls are closing in on me for some reason.

 Mess #3.  The closets.  This closet was actually "put back together again" after Christmas and birthday hit...believe it or not.  I hate the cramped feeling, and I have a feeling that when Rhea Lana's sale rolls around in the spring, I will be more than ready for it.

OK, we'll see how tomorrow's class saves my life.  Or heaps guilt.  Or throws me into a state of being overwhelmed and the end result is no change.  Let's hope for the first!