It's December 12 and that means it's the final day of my 12 Days to Less Minimalism Challenge! If you've been following along, you should have at least 78 less items in your home right now. This is a great feeling as you head into the...
If you are following my 12 Days to Less Minimalism Challenge, you should be feeling a bit lighter (and perhaps a bit frustrated) right now. The last few days of this challenge are the hardest, as you have to work harder to find enough items to donate....
We can all agree that the holidays are a time to give. And what better way to give than to find items in your home that are no longer useful to you and give them to others who could use them? Please join me as I...
Whenever I eat donuts I feel like I am doing a good thing. I feel good before the donuts, in anticipation of their sweetness, I definitely feel good during the donuts, when the carb/sugar rush hits my bloodstream like a jolt of sugary white lightning, and...
It never fails. We find it every time I sort a space with a client. It might be in a closet, a basement, even the bathroom. I guarantee you have it in your home right now. What is it, you ask? A guilt gift. Guilt gifts are just gifts,...
Sometimes people hear my voice in their heads. It's not unusual for a friend to come up to me and say, "You would be so proud of me! I looked in my closet the other day and thought, 'What would Rose do?' and I donated two...
"That's it! Done! Perfect!" I think, each time I declutter my kitchen (which happens at least every few months...
I don’t know about you, but I’m always curious about how other people spend their day. And because the old binoculars-in-the-bushes approach seemed to upset my neighbors, I decided to make it easy on all you by giving you the play-by-play of a day in the life...
Do I live in magazine-shoot-worthy home, full of neatly labeled bins and artfully arranged floral displays? No. And I'm glad. I am a mom of three beautiful 6-year-olds. I live in a house with stuffed animals, markers, glue, Legos, tutus, and love. And I wouldn't want to be...
I'm ashamed to admit this, but as of last Monday, I had Facebook messages dating back to early 2009. Yes, my backlog of messages predated the invention of the iPad. I hang my head in shame. But this is how disorganization sneaks up on us. We don't...
