The past few months have been somewhat of a blur.

As you can see from my shoe closet…I have little time to sit and organize and actually put things where they need to be. I’m in and out…constantly.

I almost had a mild coronary when I searching for my tenni-runners to wear to the office this morning. Sad state of affairs, I tell you.

Luckily, the shoe closet is the only area of my place that looks…like…this. My minor OCD keeps me from having the rest of my living space look as unorganized.

I can shut the door on this. Or simply close my eyes and reach in and just deal with whatever I pull out each morning. It’s a real treat trying to match my clothing to my shoes, just so I don’t have to actually open this door.

*hanging head in shame*

Sweet Minty Jesus, I’ll get it together. I will.

It’s almost 2009. I have no choice.