I want to be a minimalist so bad, I’m willing to trade twelve stacks of magazines for it!
I want to be more organized, but I can’t find my planner.
Yes, I have an iPad with a calendar. I just can’t remember to check it.
I do have a system for everything. They’re just all tangled up right now.
Even still, I am a perfectionist–a passionate, disheveled, forgetful, artsy perfectionist.
Wait, what was I getting at?