I like to be organized. It drives me crazy when I can’t find what I’m looking for, and when things aren’t in their logical place. (at least by my logic) And before my sister says anything, my ideal organization is everything prettily sitting on shelves or in baskets, but I am happy with piles. I know, I know… piles aren’t organized, but I can almost always find what I’m looking for.
So as I embark on my weekly meal making, I find I have to plan out what I want to make so I can make sure I buy the right stuff and not double what we already have. And in order to do that, I have to organize my pantry and cupboards to find out what’s in there. It’s scary…I haven’t done that in well over a year….
Off I go to organize…if you don’t hear from me in a week, send in the calvary… I may have gotten lost. Or distracted. (which is another common occurrence when I start these projects.)