You Know It's Bad When...
...your bags are so full, they begin to multiply. A few months ago I completed a What's in Your Bag? blog post. That post is only a faint glimmer of the true, sloppy, hoarding, unorganized mess that is me. I've never liked this part of the person that I am, and I have always had the desire to change, but somehow, I never really have. Here is proof: 1. I daily lose something inside my purse. 2. I regularly think about cleaning it out. 3. I rarely do. This time I don't have pictures to prove it, but I need it on the record about what I was doing last night that was more important than blogging. The story starts with Monday night. I was getting ready for bed when Jason asked me where a set of keys were. That simple question resulted in a frantic search through all of my work bags, coats, and the office. They were, of course, right where I had left them (that's not always the cas...