Life gets busy, cabinets and drawers get cluttered and homeless objects take up residence, and I become a whirligig of “get organized” until order, and my sense of French-ness, is restored.
I love change – in fact the only things in my life not subject to change are my husband and kids. And my dear husband lets me get away with changing up just about anything in the house because he knows if I get bored, it’s time to move.
I grew up in a very un-kept house. If relatives were coming for the holidays, it was a total freak-out to get the house cleaned up.