Ask anyone who lives with me. I’m a sheer-compulsive-pet-peeved- maniac about certain aspects of our home.  The sudden sight of clutter is one. It sends me over the edge.  Like a sunny 30 mph Sunday drive, to a buck-60 in clap of thunder.

I’ve analyzed my seemingly over-reactions enough, to figure some of myself out.  The sight of clutter, instantly clutters my mind.  An organized mind of thoughts and agendas is something I work very hard at. So I don’t need some tall and scatterish pile of paper to come along, and mess with me.  See what I’m sayin’?

Another personal demon I’ve been determined to beat, is the trash.  I know where this issue started for me too.  I was living at someone else’s house at the time.… Read More