I have been afflicted with this condition since birth. I am lacking the organizational gene. My heart rate sky rockets, I get sweaty, and I have no idea where to begin. My house is neat and clean, but don't you dare open up any drawers or cabinets. Do you see my dilemma? We are getting the house ready to put on the market and the drawers and cabinets NEED to look neat and tidy. People want to see in your drawers and closets. I spent a good several hours in our bathroom today alternating between sobbing and sorting. I have been squirreling away every free lotion, conditioner, and shampoo since we have been married. For what...I don't know. The worst part is I had an emotional attachment to some of the bottles. Awww...I remember that hotel. Does A&E have a show, borderline hoarders?
I have been attempting to keep the girls occupied while we organize and take things to the storage unit. They have been watching movie after movie. Poor Claire is so board that she has resorted to eating her boogers. Jeff came down and saw her chewing on something. He asked her what she was eating, she said boogers. Later, I asked her why she did that she replied, "Just something to do."