Sandy B.

For 3+ hours, we dismantled, coughed through the closet dust, sorted and purged, then put back in what was left. (“Sandy, I know you like that dress, but it’s just not you.” She had the kindest honesty). All that was purged then disappeared into bags for donations – gone, just gone! And. it. was. done.

It has been 9 months. I am more disciplined, more inspired to organize, more empowered to JUST START, less stressed and more at peace in my space. When I face a challenge, I go walk in my closet – not kidding. There is no price tag on that. Just let her in…if you look carefully as she whirls into your secret places, you just might catch a sparkle of her invisible superhero cape!