I told myself that I would try to keep this blog light-hearted, cute and fun. Words to inspire, rather than long diatribes about how my life seems stuck. But, I think I’m finally realizing that if I ignore the stuff I struggle with, I’m not left with much to talk about.
Naturally, I like to be organized. I don’t like knick-knacky things cluttering my house. I like office supplies, especially file folders. And I like things, if possible, to be ordered according to the rainbow. Pretty. Simple. Constant.
I also like numbers, hence my Accounting degree. I used to enter every purchase into Quicken the minute I got home. Fast-forward 10 years (and add 1 husband, 3 little kids and 1 business venture) and I’m paying $20 late fees. Ok, well just one so far. But it’s hugely uncharacteristic.
My life feels chaotic and unorganized. My to-do list reads left to right rather than top to bottom. Everything is a priority and nothing can wait.
I must get control. And let go of things too. I might be on my way. Perhaps…