Dear Ted Turner,
You look a little bit like my high school Psychology teacher, who I'm convinced was a pedophile, but you have created an excellent "news" station...even if it's not "fair and balanced"...
Love,
A Fan Who Wonders Just How Much Brylcream Y'all Use Every Sunday for John King's Hair
(The pennies are symbolic of the "Penny Campaign" that area schoolchildren created to raise funds for a proper headstone for Mr. Poe. The ravens and the beating heart under the floorboards told them to do it). Credit for photo: goes 100% to me. Been there, done that.And because Kelly @ Dare to Be Domestic (yes, I double-dog dare you) is en el fuego with organizing lately, I thought I would prod her (read: blatantly brag about my own Virgo-inspired closet). No, I did not color-coordinate for the sake of the picture...this is my life on a daily basis. Yes, all of my spices face the same direction and my clothes are hung according to sleeve-length and formality. And no, I will not come do the same for you. I thought about becoming a professional organizer for about 7 minutes...until I googled professional organizer and began clicking through their photo galleries of before and after. The before gave me drowning-in-a-sea-of-doll-parts-nightmares and the after humbled my Wonder Organizer cockiness. I have no desire to force emotionally unstable people to choose between a phone book from 1976 and the chipped candlestick their grandmother found at a yard sale a week before her death....although to me, the choice is obvious. When I walk into a living room that resembles most people's basements in the number of cardboard boxes and overflowing trash bags sitting around, I don't want to divide and conquer...I want to throw up in the hosital-grade, folding toilet stashed in the corner and bolt out through the nearest clear exit. Certainly, professional organizer is not my calling. But hats (and hospital-grade latex gloves) off to the men and women who do it. My own house, on the other hand, is a museum of drawer bins, labeled Rubbermaid containers, and fully adjustable shelving units...as evidenced by this:
I blame my mother. And pretty much anyone born in the month of September. So, there you go, Kelly...grab that 3-box system (trash, fix, keep) and make that house your bitch! We are all so proud *tear* of your dedication to eliminating the chaos and finding your favorite pair of jeans in less than 20 minutes. It's a whole new world...That wasn't exactly wordless, was it? Oh well...rules were made to be broken. Or just ignored altogether. Stand by (yes, Wolf Blitzer is my non-sexual, made-for-TV crush) for tomorrow's account of how I almost punched the gym manager (read: 23-year old hired because they didn't want to pay real money for someone with any real authority) in the neck.
Looking forward to tomorrow!!
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, disorganization makes me crazy too. I'm a capricorn. I think bossiness comes in many forms, so I may not be a virgo, but oh well. I rule!
I effing, EFFING, HATE HATE HATE AT&T!!!! Seriously!!! They are double douchey shitbags. Fer real. News at 10.
(How much cash ya got? I may need bail...)
Are you kidding me? That's your effing closet? I am salivating over your organizational skills. I am a sil-LOB. (silly slob) I could not organize if you put a gun to my head.
ReplyDeleteKiran
oooh. Your closet is BEE-U-TIFUL. Do you watch hoarders? That show makes me physically ill, but I can't not watch it. My son watched it with me the other night and was equally horrified. Which tells me he is like his mama.
ReplyDeleteYES I cannot wait to hear about the gym manager.
ReplyDeleteI'm with Monique. I was watching Hoarders the other night with M and had the major heebie jeebies afterwards. They need organizational geniuses like you on that show. I'm relatively organized and can find favorite pairs of pants in under 20 minutes, but nothing to the extent that you are. I don't think it would be humanly possible for me to get my closet to look like that.
Luckily I have moved so many times in my life and have thrown enough stuff away because I don't really get all that emotionally attached to things that I've never really had too severe of a clutter problem.
C'mon. I don't need any help realizing how hopelessly unorganized I am. that is lovely.
ReplyDeleteYou should see my closet! It's hundred times messier.
ReplyDeletegosh i think i like you even more now. witty AND an organizational nazi like myself? yep, lets be friends.
ReplyDeleteooh, and can't wait for tomorrow!
You are one funny gal with one helluva tidy closet! I wish I had a closet with a light in it, then maybe I could actually see what needed organizing! :D
ReplyDeletefirst of all, i learned a lot reading this post. thanks for the brain candy!
ReplyDeletesecond, holy organized batman! i just redid our pantry a week ago and my mom has (without trying) managed to muck it all up again. perhaps i should try labels?
i'm envious of your uber organized closet. type As unite! :D
Lmao. I am the same wayyyy!!!!
ReplyDeleteI FREAKING LOVE YOU! I thought I did well organizing by sleeve length but your color coding is awesome - maybe I'll do that after everything else is handled, but I doubt it... My closet isn't that colorful. I will take pictures or try! You rock!!! I'm on to do the linen closet this weekend - I'm being very EL CHEAPO when it comes to buying bins for organizing it though. Everything is so expensive. By the time I buy enough bins to look awesome its going to cost me well over $30 - HOMEY DON'T PLAY THAT!
ReplyDeleteP.S. 1976 was a great year... but not for phone books! ;) I was born then!