I’ve got a confession to make.
No, it’s not that I think Kid Rock is hot. Or that I love El Caminos. Or even that I once snorted Pixie Stick. Intentionally. (I’ll tell you THAT story some other time. It was in the name of science.)
I mean, yeah, all of those things are true but this?
This is BIG.
This could change the way you think about me. Forever.
My name is Brenna, and I’m a professional organizer, and my closet isn’t color coordinated.
My name is Brenna, and I’m a professional organizer, and my spices aren’t alphabetized.
My name is Brenna, and I’m a professional organizer and, more often than not, my underwear drawer is messy.
You have no idea how good it feels to get that off my chest.
I feel like a new woman!!
Now, you wanna know something else?
My name is Brenna, and I’m a professional organizer, and my home is perfectly organized for my family and me.Read More