I think. Maybe. Hopefully. Or maybe not.
My friend, Kathi Lipp, is an author and a very good one at that. She has written such books as, “The Husband Project”, “The Me Project”, “The Marriage Project” and “The What’s For Dinner Solution”. I have read them all. I have loved them all. She has just written a new one about organizing.
As we all know I am not the world’s most organized person. Shoot I don’t even make the top ten, or top one hundred, or the top anything in organizing. Kind, well-meaning friends give me books on how to organize my life and they sit on my shelf looking very nice and scholarly. And new. The books, not my friends. I am generally opposed to keeping my friends on bookshelves looking scholarly and new.
I always have grandiose plans on reading every single word on every single page when I start the book. It’s just that then something exciting happens like the bathroom suddenly needs cleaned. Or the dog yard needs cleaned out.
Okay so we all know I don’t have a dog but if I did, I’m sure the yard would need cleaned. And who’s to say there isn’t someone, somewhere with a dog and a yard that needs cleaned. It could happen somewhere just not at my house.
I’ve noticed most organizing books say the same rhetoric as the organizing book before it. However, I know that I know that I know that I know that I know that I KNOW Kathi’s book is different.
Just how do I know this? Well mostly because it’s Kathi. And also because she has started with a bang and I mean a bang!
Yeah! Which one of us can’t use a challenge like that.?! Now to let you know, I had already cleaned out my purse when I heard of this challenge. But I’m still taking part! Kathi had to get very personal and say computer bags were to be included also.
What’s a girl to do? I grabbed my computer bag, ready to do battle with the bulge. With great fear and trepidation, I grabbed the bag, opened it and was shocked to see it didn’t need cleaned out.
(And yes I do have pictures to prove this.)
So I have changed tactics on the battlefront. I shall now organize, clean out my yarn bag.
**cue everyone running screaming from the room.**
Ahhhhhhhhhhh, the dastardly deeds need done in that bag.
Pray for me, folks, I’m going in.