I am an organized person. Few things make me happier than 3-ring binders, file folders, and my label maker. My one downfall is the pile. As long as things are neatly stacked in a pile or shoved out of my line of sight, I can ignore them. For a very long time. Until they overwhelm me.
|The end of the kitchen table: my husband's birthday presents and son's art camp work.|
|The end of the kitchen counter, by far the longest-standing pile.|
|My desk in the studio: Potential project materials and garage sale leftovers.|
It may take a while.
|Bedroom dresser. Contains kids' artwork and such to be filed away and I have no idea what else.|