Adventures of an Organizer

So I’m working with HS late afternoon Saturday. Up in Heron’s Cove (By the way, all names are fictional). Kinda out there in the middle of it’s-a-small-town nowhere. And we’re…

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National Center for PTSD

Organizing is almost never just about the stuff, never just about living in a part of the country with, routinely, WORD OF HONOR, the weirdest sized and shaped closets of…

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Late to the Party

I’m seldom late to a party, unless traffic or the weather conspire against me. But I’m currently butting heads with a certain someone who will go unnamed who is likely…

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