The Morning Bun: Quick blurbs with a fresh take on our Yuppie lives that we would probably share over mimosas…if it were not a weekday.
I can’t quite figure out if I’m organized. Those who knows me are rolling their eyes all the way back. Of course, stop being ridiculous; no chance.
Right, right, right.
Well, then. So how do you explain for every missed meeting, I still maintain my room’s neat status quo. What about for every hamper piling up, I find a way to write in my grateful diary EVERY NIGHT. Even though I missed signing up for the right yoga class, I somehow manage to clear my inbox once a week. For every Sunday dinner I scrape together nothing because I have no food, I’m still able to promptly put together a Sunday #brunch with less than 10 minutes notice. So HA!
To say we are 100% organized or to discount any of our organization skills is outdated. We’re all a mesh of a number of different talents, skills, texts, Snaps, DM successes, and the like.
I’m probably organized either three or four days a week, in the morning or evening, before brunch or after brunch. It fluctuates like just about everything else in my life.
Do I want to be more organized? Sure, it kind of sounds cool! Am I going to drop everything to become more organized five minutes ago? Absolutely not. In due time, in due time, we will all prevail.