my sister, the stager

my sister is in town. she is the energizer bunny reincarnated.

i cannot keep up with her. 

i wish i could. 

she is amazing.

she has transformed my house into a showpiece.

we go around the house brainstorming, then run to the garage for some old mirror,

or even had hunter move a chaise lounge down from upstairs.

its amazing what can be found in the back of closets and in my cluttered garage.

furniture in one room, brought to another for a whole new look.

and i dont think my kitchen has ever been cleaner.

she definitely got the "clean" genes.

i got the "clutter drives me crazy, but i cant seem to fix it" genes.

or the "im too tired to put this away" genes.

or "lets do that tomorrow" genes.

i havent always been like this, is swear.

i think i need to just throw everything away.

but why cant i do that?

every piece of my discarded junk needs a good home, or i am not fulfilled.

as soon as some piece of "valuable" crap hits the bottom of my trash can, i am left devastated.

so i "store" my junk, waiting to have it all adopted by loving homes.

and not much sees the bottom of that lonely can.

i shouldnt feel too bad...when jack was here in december. he said...

"your garage isnt that bad...ive seen way worse".

(i didnt see him roll his eyes..maybe he did, and i didnt see)

so...thanks jack, for those words of encouragement.

hopefully you werent lying through your teeth.

ive determined, however, there is something wrong with me for sure.

but i am determined to manage all of my "stuff".

because the "stuff" is managing me.

my sister has come to help me do that.

and yes, i fully admit, i need help.

and a lot of it.

so, thank you melissa for sharing your contagious energy and optimism.

and bringing your anti-bacterial soap.

(no one has caught hunters dreaded illness...yet)

lets hope for the best.

so far so good.