Confession

I have a confession. I HATE to sew! There it is. I am sure I will regret that statement at some point, but right now I have to get that off my chest. I have been pursuing a venture that I thought was a good idea, but after several projects, it is NOT for me...outside of sewing for my own personal gain that is. I had a natural talent that I thought I should cultivate, but talent without passion is dead. I apologize if I have painted the illusion of being a Martha Stewart in the making and romanticized the idea of me sewing away with a smile on my face and not one single finger pricked with a pin. My husband can attest to the complete falsification of this idea. He has actually purchased a massage for me upon the completion of a project in order to release me of the anxiety that immediately filled my life once I got a request, "can you sew xyz?". I know...no pain, no gain, but the gain in my case is NOT worth the pain. I'm not going to say I will never turn to sewing if I find myself in need of some extra funds, but during a time of intense soul searching, I have to ask myself, what makes me tick? What are my passions, what puts a big smile on my face, what is something I can do with my eyes closed, what is something others may consider a skill and I consider a way of life? The answer to this question is ORGANIZING!!! Just to tell you how much of an obsession it is, I recently walked into a gorgeous home and the chaos that existed in the foyer alone would be overwhelming to most to the point they would run for cover. Don't even get me started on what the laundry room looked like. Have you ever seen the show Hoarders? Well, for meeeee, it was all
I could do not to start picking up and going through the mountainous piles of stuff immediately. I actually fantasized about how I would make a proposition to clean, de-clutter and organize this home for $2,000...most girls dream of closets full of shoes...and yes I dream of that too, but among my dreams are also ways I can organize. I feel like the Wicked Wizard of the West saying to Dorothy, "come here my pretty...and your little dog too!". Except what I say is something along the lines of look at that pile of clutter, guess what you are going to look like in an hour! Now, back to the point of this post...of course there are numerous things other than organizing that make me tick, but organization teams are not wide-spread in Montgomery and there may be a market for this type of occupation. I know there are plenty of moms out there with a few little ones running around that can not find the time to organize that closet of toys or can't even see past the mess just to come up with a solution of how to organize. I have no education about organizing, I just know what works for me and for now, I just want to send this blog out to whoever may read it as a sort of therapy for myself...to talk about what I love to do at my own home and what I would one day like to do at yours as well.