I would buy a plastic container of fresh spinach on Sunday, eat a tiny bit on Monday, and then ignore it until it went bad. The following Sunday, I’d throw it out, and start my cycle over again. It felt awful. I wanted to eat my greens and was holding on to the idea of it - but couldn’t seem to bring it full circle and finish the damn container.
Too much fresh food went out that way in my hands. I’d have the best intentions of cooking and eating healthy at the beginning of the week - but I just wouldn’t be able to actually get it together over the course of the week. Not only was my diet deficient in fresh produce, I was all but throwing money away!
I wondered where I was going wrong. When I actually asked the question, I realized that the answer was two-fold. For one thing, my kitchen was a nightmare to work in. And for another, I didn’t have a real plan for how to buy and manage food.
When you think of organization, does the word "perfection" ever come to mind?
As a recovering perfectionist, the pristine imagery of home organization that we tend to see in magazines was part of what intrigued me into figuring out what makes a space tick.
My perfectionist streak craved a home that reflected this level of organized perfection. I thought that this aesthetic perfection would create a soothing, peaceful space.
After years of renting, my husband and I finally became homeowners. This gave us the opportunity to invest in a space rather than make do with whatever we had when our living situation was short-term.
My perfectionist streak was so excited that the pristine aesthetic that I craved could finally be mine. At long last!