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a full time artist, stepmother, radio personality, and mom to an energetic Chug dog, tries to get through the days without committing a felonious act. My life is a rickety Zen circus.


Tuesday, May 07, 2013

they say the first step in any recovery is to admit you have a problem.  i am here to tell you that i have an addiction.  i have a fascination, a true and deep need to own any organizational container i see.  i visited a friend in houston many years ago, and we went everywhere there is to go in houston, mostly on VIP passes.  and i had a fabulous time.  however, on the way back to the airport, we had a little extra time, and stopped at The Container Store.  yes.  i almost blew a brainpart.  i cannot begin to tell you.  i almost changed my flight, but my friend was pretty tired of having company by then, so...
but ohhhhh the sizes and colors and uses and just the magnificent volume of the little containers!  yep.  i got it bad.
:big smile:
so why i don't make my living as an organizer is a mystery.  i suppose i should.  maybe i will.  travel to your place and get everything in it's place.  okay, call me.  i'll do it.
now off to find a stainless steel rolling utility cart that can hold more than 50 pounds....

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