I can’t just casually like something. Nope, not me. I’m either all in or nothing at all. I am that person who goes to the store, buys 50 bags worth of groceries and insists on carrying them all into the house in one trip only to drop them on the counter and want to give up.  This is an issue . Take for example, this blog. Four months ago I was writing two posts a day, four times a week, then..nothing, blank spaces, crickets. Example 2: Cross stitch, sewing, crocheting. Ther

This week on “Hoarding: Buried Alive” we follow Jennifer, a 30-year old office supply hoarder from Central Texas who is in over her head in ink and pencil shavings…. Ok, so, my hoard doesn’t require 10 dump trucks, an organizational specialist and a therapist (although, I'm not counting this one out just yet lol…), but it is a bit aggressive for someone who graduated from college 8 years ago and barely takes notes or writes by hand anymore. (Hey Apple notes, how you doin’?)

On this weeks edition of Thinking {ish} with Jennifer, we look back at a 12 year old Myspace post in an effort to decide if I have matured in any way. (spoiler alert..Magic 8 Ball says, not likely)