Secret Slob

Shhhhh..... Don't tell anyone, but I am a secret slob. Actually, who am I kidding? Many of you may already know this about me and are snorting and saying "who is she kidding!?" My personality is an "all or nothing" type of OCD. If I can't have it perfect, I don't want it at all. Yep, that sums it up.

I decided that it was time...I needed to clean my counter off. I knew there was money and Starbucks cards hiding beneath the pile of junk, so that added to the tiny pinch of motivation mixed with a huge tablespoon of repulsion and a dash of fear that someone might actually see this mess that I call home encouraged me to get the shovel out. Here is the before picture.



Yes, like I said, I am a closet slob.

A lot of that pile was trash. Some of the things had actual homes. "A place for everything, and everything in it's place" is my cleaning mantra.

Doesn't it feel good to organize and clean something? Maybe that's why I let things get so bad. I love that excellent feeling if accomplishment that one gets after making something that is SO wrong right again.

Here is my clean, sparkling sense of accomplishment.



Yep, there really is a counter under there along with a Baggie full of change and three, count em, three Starbucks cards. Score!!


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