Some people are born organized. Their clothes are always in color-order, their forks are always the same size and model, and their Firefox bookmarks are categorized, alphabetized, and then re-categorized. Some people are born pack rats. They have collections of pens stolen from various office functions, collections of empty pizza boxes piled in their bedroom corner, and collections of collections jumbled up on a nearby shelf.
And then there's me. Half pack rat, half professional organizer, I've saved every piece of paper I ever got from a teacher in college. And it's all impeccably organized into color-coded, labeled file folders in plastic containers marked with the year.
Good teachers aren't always the ones to whom subjects come naturally, they are the ones that have had to learn something themselves and then are able to teach it to another person.
By that logic, the best professional organizer is a pack rat learning the hard way. That's me.
And then there's me. Half pack rat, half professional organizer, I've saved every piece of paper I ever got from a teacher in college. And it's all impeccably organized into color-coded, labeled file folders in plastic containers marked with the year.
Good teachers aren't always the ones to whom subjects come naturally, they are the ones that have had to learn something themselves and then are able to teach it to another person.
By that logic, the best professional organizer is a pack rat learning the hard way. That's me.
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