January Cha cha cha
I am obsessed with storage. Anyone who knows me will attest to this fact. I like to put things away, label them, sort, donate and throw out. Its my cardio. Its my therapy. I like systems for things. I hate looking for things. When I was a child, I used to organize my room every night. I could not go to sleep unless all my dolls were in their nighties and my books were neatly stacked. Not much has changed. Except now my dolls are in my storage locker, packed neatly away.