My last name used to be Mesi – a Sicilian (Italian) name that we pronounced like the store Macy’s. The kids at school called me Messy Mesi. It stung, but it was accurate. Imagine a desk like this old-fashioned school desk…
…stuffed to the gills with crumpled papers, school texts, notebooks, and pencils. Maybe a bottle of glue. (If you’ve never seen one of those, the lid lifts up and there is a large open area for storage).
Imagine books late back to the library. A crushed lunch bag. A frantic search for the other saddle shoe. That was my life in elementary school.
And this is what my bathroom looked like just a few weeks ago. It is tiny, so does that give me a little bit of an excuse (ha ha, no!). Only I use it so it’s all my stuff.
Yowza. This stresses me out just looking at it. Want to follow me on my journey from Messy Mesi to uncluttered and unstressed?
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