A little tongue in cheek for the morning.

The first step asks that you admit you are powerless over Post-It’s and that your life is unmanageable.

I guess on some levels I must be a romantic. I guess I believe everything will just work out. You know, find the right girl (Or guy), and life will be without problem, without discord. Perhaps I am a little Pollyanna in part from the generation and culture I grew up in.

So my desire to be “organized” is not as good as I would like. I tend to rely on experience and not thought process some times. If I am helping someone else that is one thing…but me? Continue reading The Ability To Be Organized – May It Be Empowered! →