Me. I am disorganized. Sorta. I mean, I know where everything is even if there’s clutter.
And of course, I forgot to post popinjay yesterday, which just builds the case against me!
But, truthfully, as I sat thinking of a picture to take, I’ve come to the realization that I’m not really disorganized, I’m forgetful. Look and see. What do you think?
My homeschool/Relief/Diner/all things writing closet.
But then we get to this. Which never seems to go away. Ever. I really don’t mind doing laundry. It’s the putting away that I hate.
Maybe we should add lazy to the list. Forgetful and selectively lazy. 🙂
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