I realized last week that my office is completely claustrophobic. It's the smallest room in the house, and arranging it has driven me crazy for the past two years. But the problem is not the small room, or even my lack of decorating funds. The problem is that there's TOO MUCH STUFF in it. So after reading this extremely simple, yet informative, article, I decided to take some serious action.
I'm pretending that Clean House has come to visit and that Niecy Nash is bribing me with fabulous promises to get me to clean out the clutter in my office. Except she's not... but since I'm two trash bags full and counting, this delusional fantasy seems to be working.
Wish me luck!