Most organizer bios start with something like, "I've loved organizing things since I was little!" And then there's this cute picture of them as a seven year old sitting at a perfectly appointed desk with a perfectly appointed homework assignment next to a perfectly alphabetized box of crayons.

Not me.

Those organizers exist, but they are not what you're going to find here.

As a creative spirit with neurodivergent tendencies, I always believed I just wasn't meant to be good at organization. My house was never picked up. "Oh, well!" I'd say to myself, "What does it really matter in the long run?" In fact, I used to joke with friends about how stressful it was to keep the house clean (it never was), make dinner (we ate out a lot), and keep up with family schedules (I forgot about appointments).

I had no idea the negative impact clutter and chronic disorganization was having on my physical and emotional health, not to mention the health of my family.

Still, I soldiered on - trying to sort through my late in-laws 30+ years of belongings, remodeling our home, and stowing, stuffing and shoving things in closets in order to "clean the house for company."

I felt there had to be a better way, but I had no idea what it was.

When the youngest of our 3 children was about 2 years old, my husband and I were drowning in 3400 square feet of STUFF. The crown on that clutter cake was my kids' toys. They were EVERYWHERE. I searched for a help video from (where else?) YouTube and found Dawn Madsen. You may know her as The Minimal Mom. 

That's where my journey to freedom began.

Primarily through the influence of Dawn, Cas from Clutterbug, and Dana from A Slob Comes Clean, I realized I didn't have to keep everything. I didn't have to accept every free gift. I didn't have to live to serve my stuff, my stuff was supposed to serve ME.

I had permission. Permission to let go of the things that never worked for me, permission to grieve the fantasy self I was holding onto those size 6 jeans for, permission to forgive myself for purchases that were outright mistakes.

Most importantly, I realized I wasn't alone in the struggle. I didn't have to carry this shame alone. There were other women out there just like me. 

There are women out there just like YOU.

Now that I know how detrimental and difficult it is, my mission is clear:

I want to:

• ...come alongside you - either in person or virtually - to declutter and simplify your life
• ...guide you to the tools and systems that will work with your organizational style
• ...help you live in and love your home well.

Working with me, you'll go twice as fast as I did. And, if you've made it this far, there's a good chance I'm the perfectly imperfect organizer for you.