cry for help
There is a beast in our house and it has been here as long as I can remember. And I want it out. Or contained. Or tamed. Something has to change and I’m desperate for help.
It’s ugly.

It’s paper. It drives me insane. The mail, the papers from school, bills, magazines. It was bad before we started our business but now it is downright out of control. Bills from vendors, client contracts, maps to locations, quickbooks reports, receipts. We are drowning. At this moment we have no less than 10 stacks in our house worse than the one above. Not including my desk, or the cabinet packed to the gills with paper […]

