Clutter. I hate it, but it seems to creep up on me even on my best days (okay, well, not my best days: my best days I’m a clutter-killer with an eye like a hawk!). If you asked my fiance, he would probably tell you that I’m a bit neurotic about my physical space.
He casually throws a t-shirt on the floor. My eyes bug out a little bit until I have to either fold it or toss it in the dirty clothes.
In my household, things don’t stay messy for very long. So how come I was able to clear out 70% of my closet this morning on a pillaging rampage?
Last week I had the good fortune to spend a few minutes on the phone with a talented young dancer who has also launched a successful business on the side. When we got on the phone together, one of the first things she said was, “So, I know I need to do this, but I’m really afraid to put myself out there!”
I was suddenly taken back to 2009 when I sat at my computer alone in my apartment trying to think of something to write for my very first blog post. It was terrifying! I felt like as soon as Continue reading →