How I Became a Professional Organizer

I was hired as a full-time assistant for a young lady who worked out of her home.

I got this, just tell me what you need done and it will be done.

There were piles of paper throughout her small office.

(Yes, I am keeping any overly (or not overly) dramatic descriptive words out of this story. This is her story and out of respect for anyone in her situation, my current clients and my future clients, drama is not needed. We feel our pain through the story.)

There was no place for her write reports, do research, or just work. There was no place for her to rest her eye, or her coffee cup.

She needed space – to be, to think, to work.

So, I will clear her space. I got this!

I will file her papers in the file cabinet. Oh wait, they are already full. Well, let’s see what needs to be kept….

It all “needs to be kept”.

I felt frustrated. I wanted to give her space, to give her time, to give her peace. But it wasn’t my place. My “I got this” was slipping away.

So, I focused on doing my job of being her assistant. I gathered the necessary paperwork and headed to her living room so she could work in her office.

The living room wasn’t conducive to working, either.  I had a cell phone, a laptop, one couch cushion and the corner of the coffee table. Yet,  I still couldn’t accomplish my tasks. The clutter in that room was just as distracting as her office.

So, I considered moving to the kitchen, determined to get my work done.

The kitchen wasn’t an option. There was no place I wanted to put stuff, let alone my lunch. I didn’t start organzing; it wasn’t my place. But I couldn’t help but suggest some changes that I knew would help her to be more productive in both her personal and business life.

She wasn’t open to change. She didn’t see how her environment was having a negative effect on her work, her home and her child.

My heart broke for her and her child. I wanted so badly to help and I knew I could make a huge difference.

I was literally sitting on her couch, looking around at the clutter and realized that there are so many people who could have easier lives if they could clear the clutter and who do want change. And I knew deep down inside that this is my calling.

That day, I reached out to a professional organizer and made arrangements to study under her.  I took what I learned, modified it to fit who I am and my natural abilities and Bright Organizing Solutions was born.

I got this!

Adapting to the Lazy Life

Do you love those lazy days of summer, of fall, of winter. I mean, those lazy days any time of the year!

How about those lazy times, reading a book for the sheer pleasure, watching a movie snuggled on the couch, or sitting on the porch with a hot cup of coffee!

“Lazy” can be your goal. Lazy is what happens when all the important stuff is handled and, maybe, some non important stuff. Lazy is what happens when your business, home and life is properly managed.

As you explore a lazy life style and apply a lazy life style, magic can happen. You can become more peaceful. You can move through your day with a lighter feeling. Let go of watching the clock but don’t let go of completing tasks. Let go of the stress of the tasks. Just let them happen and unfold. Trust yourself.

Lazy can be a new attitude. Let things flow. Don’t stress trying to get the closest parking spot, take the easy one (the middle one of three open spaces in the back of the lot). Don’t speed down the 90 to get to your next destination which had no time constraints (so, of course, spotting the trooper on the side of road won’t affect your speed at all!)

Eat lazily. Don’t rush it, enjoy it. And then, lazily do the dishes and clean up.

Want to explore a Lazy Life? We can work together to develop your Lazy Life

My Love for the “Lazy”

I love those lazy days of summer, of fall, of winter. I mean I love lazy days any time of the year!

I love those lazy times, reading a book for the sheer pleasure, watching a movie snuggled on the couch, or sitting on the porch with a hot cup of coffee!

Why “Lazy”? Some might say “zen”, “in the flow”, or “being present”. Lazy is what resonates with me at this moment. I am not spending precious energy to come up with a more effective or better connotation. Yep, I am being lazy!

“Lazy” is my goal. Lazy is what happens when all the important stuff is handled and, maybe, some non important stuff. Lazy is what happens when my business, home and life is properly managed.

As I explored a lazy life style and applied it, magic happened. I became more peaceful. I moved through my day with a lighter feeling. I let go of watching the clock but I didn’t let go of completing tasks. I let go of the stress of the tasks. I just let them happen and unfold. I trusted in myself.

I realized lazy was my new attitude. I let things flow. I didn’t stress trying to get the closest parking spot, I took the easy one, the middle one of three open spaces. I didn’t speed down the 90 to get to my next destination which had no time constraints (so, of course, spotting the trooper on the side of road didn’t affect my speed at all!)

I lazily ate. I don’t rush it, I enjoy it. And then, I lazily did the dishes and clean up.

I, accidentally, lazily got up this morning and walked the dog (a.k.a. Brix, Brixy or Brixy-Poo) I was so lazy about this task that I, accidentally again, turned the walk into a jog.

Want to explore a Lazy Life? We can work together to develop your Lazy Life

How I went from feeling unsettled in my house to establishing a home

I was running nonstop. living on the run. running to sporting events. eating on the run. running to work. running while spending quality time with my son.

The house was chaotic because there was no intention, attention to detail. Chores were done quickly, without focus. I hated sorting laundry, so clean laundry never made it out of the hamper. Had to iron every morning.  The kitchen was in the front of the house, so a knock at the door threw me into a panic about the state of the dishes and countertops.

Shoved papers and mail out of sight. Built up. Lost important papers in the shuffle. Late bills. And fees that went with them.

Wasn’t living intentionally. Nothing was ever done but couldn’t give myself permission to not complete a task. Beating myself up. I should be a better wife, mom, bill-payer, housemaker.

Work was my escape. Believe it or not, it was a place where everthing was where it should be, I could slow down, take a lunch hour, and flow thorugh my day effectively.

Oh to be able to do that at my house!

Years later, I had moved to a new state. Without a social life and no extra curricular activities to run to, I had more time. And, this house was bigger than the last, so I had  more space.

Yet, everything was unsettled.

I felt Vulnerable. No connections. Culture shock.

I didn’t feel at home out and about OR in my house.

Deep desire to eliminate the chaos. But, not sure how, didn’t know where to start, resisted doing it,

I had enough of running, beating myself up, not being able to get things done amidst the chaos.

I wanted to eliminate the chaos, get organized and stay organizde. But what I REALLY wanted was to  feel settled and peaceful.

I realized that when things are in their place, I feel more grounded. So I gave it a try. I researched, studied with  a professional organizer, learned the craft and tackled my house. And it was easier than I ever thought it could be.

I stopped judging myself, I took a good look at what I had, I let go of the extraneous and I created systems to keep the new found sense of peace in my home.

As a result, I had more quality time with my family. Life, work, balance flowed.

For the last dozen years I’ve had the priveledge to “play” with wonderful clients and help them go from overwhelmed and unsettled to grounded, peaceful and happy, all through the magic of organizing!