There are times in life when one must admit what one is not. 

I am not globally organized. 

This is something that admittedly bothers me. I am an organizational person - I used to sort UNO cards when I was a kid. It was FUN for me. I love finding places for things, and knowing that those things have a belonging-place. But on the whole, I'm not good at making that happen. I am not good at being selective, at knowing what I want and when something doesn't fit with what I want. If I like it, I'll have it, even if it doesn't....match (gasp!). 

So you see the paradox I am living with. I thrive in clean, organized surroundings. I love making that happen, and I love it when its complete, but I suck at the process! (I am also Mrs. Stingy, and replacing something just because it doesn't match or isn't entirely efficient is rarely an option.) So in the mean time, I lack the vision, the resources and the motivation to create a well-organized space. 

Ah, how the longings of my heart are thwarted!