Organized... With an Asterisk
Today my husband was looking for a hammer. Now, apparently, he owns three hammers. Why a person needs three hammers is a question for another day, but that's not the point. As he wandered around the house searching, I proudly asked, "Well, is it in the tote I organized with all the tools that I picked up and put in one place?" I was feeling pretty good about myself for a moment. Look at me, being responsible and organized. Turns out it wasn't in that tote. Which is when I started laughing. Because then I remembered I think I have three different totes of tools scattered throughout the house. In my defense, every tote was organized when I created it. The problem is that apparently every time I found a screwdriver, measuring tape, hammer, random Allen wrench, or mystery tool that came with furniture in 2017, I decided the solution was to create another organized tool tote. This is one of those moments where I realize I love organization, but my ADHD occasional...