Oh, I hate to admit it, because I like to think of myself as cool and not needing help and stuff, but Carina said I was organized. I was all full of myself and like "I am totally organized, I even make my bed!"
Then, I started to feel guilty. My house is a pit of doom because of all the sick pigs. My neighbor came over to drop a phone number off for me, and I snuck out the front door so she couldn't see in due to my extreme case of C.H.A.O.S (Can't Have Anyone Over Syndrome.)
Oh, I didn't make that up, as clever as I think I am. No, it's from Flylady. I admit defeat! It's where I get a lot, and I mean a lot of my cleaning, organizing and cheapness ideas. Hey, the crazy ideas are all mine though.
I do have to say I got the rule to only wear sweatpants one day a week from Mean Girls, which I think is a movie full of life lessons.
So, it's dorky, and annoying, and very purple, and I hate it, but I do it and for the most part, my house is cleaner for it. Ugh, I feel all dirty now. My big secret is out. I belong to a Homemaking group on Yahoo. Here's the link if you want to join.
Oh, I might as well let it all out. I had to take Math for Daily Living as a Senior in High School to fulfill my Math requirement. The Ogre thinks that's a riot.