I am officially embracing my messiness. My bedroom is messy, my office space is messy, and my car is messy. I do not apologize. I do not stress out about it. I do not look for more time to organize them.
I recently cleaned my desk and now I cannot remember where I put some very important papers. They are filed neatly somewhere, BUT I don’t have a clue. These lost little papers are haunting me. Everytime I “clean” out these three places – I lose something because I think of very creative places to put everything.
I’m done. No more cleaning out. No more straightening out. No more beating myself up about my messiness. This is who I am and I love it.
My messy desk: