MY NEIGHBOR DEBBIE

Once we finally had the closets taken care of Debbie went nuts wanting to get organizers for every part of our lives. We got hanging organizers for shoes, for kitchen utensils, for my baseball caps. You name it. I never knew I was so disorganized until Debbie started organizing things. I couldn't believe it. By the time we were in the new place six months everything was in its place. I mean everything! There was not a thing out of place. And if it did get out of place there was a specific place for it. I told Deb that I don't think I can live this way. It's too much work, and I can't remember where one thing or another is supposed to go. Then I made the worst mistake of all. I nearly ended up divorced. I said that that's now how Tara used to do things. Wow! I had to leave the house. It was not good. After about 3 hours Debbie calmed down and I went home. I apologized and said that I was just tired, from work and everything and all the projects around the house, and that I needed a break from finding the right organizer to put each thing in. Deb admitted that she was getting a bit overbearing on a place for everything and everything in that place.