Guys, lets talk about our homes and our stuff and how it makes us feel. I have heard from so many people that they are struggling…they just don’t know where to start and it is absolutely overwhelming. I get it. I am the first person who will freak out if someone tries to visit my home unannounced. I am scanning the room looking at the messes of mess everywhere and my anxiety goes through the roof.

But here’s the deal. The other side of that anxiety and shame is SO WORTH IT. Getting through the first step is the hardest. You don’t want me to see your mess???…………….

When I first started REALLY being passionate about running I was ashamed. I am slow. I am 12-minute-mile slow. At the time I would not even call myself a runner. I was like well…I jog…you know, blah, blah, blah. GIRL I AM A RUNNER (please replace “girl” with the B word because that’s what I wanted to say). I ran 7 miles in a row with freaking 2 ginormous hills and did not stop to walk. Why in the world would I let anyone else take that away from me because I did it at a slower pace than some.

Please LISTEN TO THIS: No one who has been where you are and got to the other side will judge you! Those girls out there who are crushing it and running 8 minute miles do NOT judge me! They support me, they encourage me, they cheer me on! The only freaking people who judge are those who are stuck. Those who have not moved on, gotten out of the hole, or….cleaned out that room, garage, pantry, closet…

You want that space that is hanging over your head organized. You know that room…the one that that is so piled with stuff you keep the door closed. And every weekend you are “going” to get it done but life happens and your kids want you at their soccer game and so then while watching your kids play soccer you are feeling guilty because you still didn’t get to that room!!! GUYS! Stop. Imagine this… how you feel enjoying dinner at a restaurant with your family and that room is done. Its DONE. You stopped being ashamed of your mess, you hired a professional organizer, they got the job done, and you are free of guilt and the weight hanging over your head and did I say ITS DONE! So what if I saw your mess. So what if you know I run a 12 minute mile. SO FREAKING WHAT.

The other end of this FAR outweighs the initial………..

I am not good enough

no one does it this slow

no one has this much clutter…..

I know throughout this journey I will see it all. I am not scared. I will hug you. We can cry together. But in the end we will get the job done.

The FEELING of DONE can’t be matched. Feel that feeling. Close your eyes and picture it done. Now….call me.