I am the queen bee of mess. My space reflects the chaos in my life, holding it all together bit by bit, almost at the end of my rope- stretched too thin. The thing is, I hate the mess but even after a massive week long overhaul, I revert to my bad habits and the place is trashed again. I like order, I just dont know how to maintain it. Its all I can do to work full time and balance sickness and poor health without making and keeping a tidy environment for myself.
GRRRR so frustrating!