This week was rough. It was cloudy, I was grumpy and people were being insensitive and mean at work.
But today... I got to work out so much frustration by organizing. I have a friend who has an 8 year old boy who couldn't see the floor--or the walls-- in his room. So that's where I came in! I thought for sure that it would take me at least two full Saturdays to sort and convince him to part with things, but we are about 90% done. I packed some unsorted boxes into his closet with instructions not to play with those things until after we sort through them. haha, we'll see what happens there. : )
I love organizing. There's something I love about being able to take someone's overwhelming space and transform it into something they can love. Instead of feeling tired and overwhelmed when I'm organizing I feel energized.