Memories

Well, it is the new year and my resolution was to Organize! I grew up in a house where my friends were afraid to sit for fear of putting a wrinkle in the furniture, so needless to say, I like things neat. I'm not quite as bad as my mom - I can handle a little clutter. But not a lot.

Living in a 1500 sq. ft. house with no garage or basement that combine two complete households and includes two teenagers has lent itself to a lot of clutter. Course the house is comprised of 50% pack rats (although my husband would never admit it). Thankfully my youngest stepdaughter hates mess, so at least I have her on my side.

So after 3 years in this house, the disorganization had finally gotten to me. I have since been on an organization frenzy, purchasing all sorts of containers, baskets, and other products that greatly appeal to my anal nature. I've still got a lot to go, but my latest focus as been on the piles of photos, negatives, and such. In going through all the boxes and envelopes, I've come across some great old stuff. Pictures of my parents when they were first dating, Andy in his Navy uniform, and the girls when they were little. Little angels.....