It's time to organize

I have a binder. I have a binder, and I'm getting organized. Yep, you can all now be in awe of me, because me and my binder are going to organize my house and my life like nobody's business.

Of course, first I have to find the binder. It's in my bedroom on my shelf, I'm pretty sure. I saw it the other day when I was looking for the stamps. Which were in my jewerly box. Which is why I felt the need to get organized. So I will put my hands on the binder within minutes of finishing this post, if not days.

Then, I will go to Staples and buy stuff to fill the binder. You can't get organized without stuff. I'm going to need pens, preferably gel pens in different colors. And I will need a highlighter, in yellow. I will also need paper clips and push pins. Because if I can't hang it up where I can see it, it will be lost. And then I will be back at square one.

Once I have all that, I will come home and make checklists on spreadsheets. Checklists make it much easier to be organized, you know, because you can check off what you have done. And you can use different colored gel pens for different rooms, or different tasks, or different people; there are so many options here. Then you can highlight the tasks that still need to be done, so you can see what hasn't been checked off in red, green, purple, blue, or pink.

Oh, and I'll need binder dividers so I can make a section for each room. That way I'll know that Julianne's purse hanger still hasn't been hung up by her dad (BIG yellow slash through that one), and I'll be able to keep reminding him about it. And I can easily flip to the kitchen and see that the one cabinet has a broken child-proof lock, which also needs to be fixed by dad.

Hmmm, maybe I should have a divider called "Dad to fix."

Anyway, this is because I am noticing that my stamps are getting lost and winding up in my jewelry box, and my furniture isn't getting dusted except when the sun shines a certain way and makes me realize that it's got fingerprints. In the dust, not on the wood. Things are slipping through the cracks and I don't like it. I'm normally very organized.

Which is why I even have an empty binder laying around in my house. Because there is always the chance of a binder emergency, for which I will be prepared. Such as now. So I will go to Staples, satisfy my need to organize, and hopefully in the next week or so I'll feel like an executive SAHM (stay-at-home-mom), and not just a mailroom SAHM.

Oh, and a clipboard. Now that says professional.