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...
"Mom! I'm out of comfy shorts!" "This is my last pair of underwear!" "My dinosaur pajamas are dirty!" These are my signals to do laundry. I've tried those systems where you pick one particular day to do all the laundry, but that's never really worked for me. (If it works...
"Um, aren't you forgetting something?" Megan asked as she picked me up for the airport. "What?" I asked. "Your luggage?" "All set," I said, patting my one backpack with confidence. Megan eyed my choice of luggage doubtfully, probably thinking she'd have to provide my toothpaste, shampoo and underwear for our...
"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...
Confession: I love cookbooks much more than I love cooking. This could be due to the fact that my regular diners are 6-year-olds who consider boxed mac-and-cheese to be haute cuisine, but I think a large part of my cookbook obsession is aesthetic. I'm a sucker for...
My friend Nessa is a clothes whisperer. Like for real. She came to my house, spoke gently to my clothing, and found the style hidden within. This was not an easy task. I'd been kicking around the idea of creating a capsule wardrobe for some time,...
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...
Disclaimer: this isn't a typical post about minimalism or organization. I won't explain how to organize your sock drawer or let go of the Lego Star Wars collection you've held onto since middle school. (Note: If you are a Tie Fighter-loving member of the latter category, take...
