This morning is one of those times where I evaluate my frighteningly-perfectly-organized schedule and wonder what the actual fuck I was thinking when I made it ( Read more... )

I have been acquiring a ton of magazines over the past few years- both because I work at a bookstore and because I have fabulous friends- but never seriously sorted them. They have all been flipped through, squeed over, and placed into boxes ( Read more... )

I may have mentioned once or twice, my feelings on neat and orderly lists, and how they help stress. Relatedly I may have noted how the only thing better than a clean, neat, organized list is a clean, neat, organized, color-coded list ( Read more... )