I have a huge confession to make, and to those of you who know me personally, it might come as a shock. I am horribly, incredibly, and catastrophically disorganized. The reason this probably will come as a shock is because I love organizing things. I thrive on it. I once had dreams of becoming a professional organizer. I’m not bad enough where we lose too many crucial documents or where we have roaches living under our couches. But it’s bad […]
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