Tuesday, February 23, 2010

I Got To Get Me Some of That

I dropped Laura off at a friend's house in Fancy Land today, and the little girl said her mom couldn't come to the door because she was upstairs with her personal organizer.

And she meant a person, not a Blackberry. The way she said the lady's name, followed by "the person who organizes here," made it sound like a regular thing.

Well. That must be nice for her.

I came home and told Matt this bit of information, and he said, "Is that code, like, 'she's upstairs getting somethin' straightened out,' wink wink?" I said, "Honey, no, it means she has someone to help organize her house, which is way hotter than anything you may be imagining."

When she brings Laura home, I am going to get the deets, you betcha boots.

18 comments:

Amy said...

I am laughing cause I can TOTALLY hear Matt saying that! And I am like you, fantasizing instead about what it'd be like to have a personal organizer.

Fill us in! And more reports on Fancy Land as events warrant.

Rick Dakan said...

Personally, I'd like a personnel organizer. And some personnel. Really, I just want some minions is what I'm saying.

Marie said...

You've opened a whole new fantasy life for me......

gretchen said...

Ooo, I have a couple of friends who have personal organizers. They do amazing things like arrange all your underwear in your drawer by color and alphabetize your spices. It's like the ultimate deepclean. And I envy it tremendously!

Keely said...

Are you kidding me? I need one of those. And I need them NOW.

(And probably weekly, for the rest of my life.)

Amy said...

It's the "regular" aspect that is tripping me up here. Yes, I too can see gettin' a little dreamy and steamy over the notion of someone to come in and "organize things around here."

But isn't there a point where you have to, like, fly on your own and KEEP it organized?

Or is this just a person who comes and imposes a form of organization on your stuff every week or two? Like a housecleaner, but at a more detailed level... a clutter-cleaner?

Please, yes, the deets. So I can flesh out my own fantasy here...

Michele said...

My sister lives in Fancy Land (Marin County, California) and they have a personal (insert job title here) for everything. It is all rather ostentatious and pretentious. Or that's what I tell myself because I can't afford a personal anything.

so jealous.

Sjn said...

Think of what employing people to do these sorts of things is doing for our economy! We all have hidden talents, now... how do we sell it?

Beth said...

I cannot wait for the deets. Are you sure there wasn't an HGTV crew somewhere guffawing at her messy home?

steenky bee said...

I'm with Matt. That sounded dirty. You know, there's a Personal Organizer around these parts called The Lazy Organizer. http://www.lazyorganizer.com/blog/

Check her out. In Utah she is a big deal. I don't know how she does it. She's VERY strict and it's so interesting to see how she thinks and handles things on a daily basis. Also? I love love the blog Chez Larsson. She's a Swede, I think, and a big DIYer. Her home is sort of to die for with all the clean lines and loads of white everywhere.
http://chezlarsson.typepad.com/myblog/

I realize this is not where you were going at all with this post, but I love to share the organization blogs I stalk and secretly hope to be like.

P.S.: It's on like, well, Donkey Kong for the NYC. Jenni Pomi was so excited and screamed into my email "That Becky will really class up the joint." Keely and I have already traded our horrible rooming habits.

steenky bee said...

BTW: Your word verification is honestly "lotion".

Casey said...

Holy crap, that sounds like the greatest thing ever. I need a personal organizer for inside of my head these days.

Becky said...

Steenky, I don't know about class, but I'll bring some klass.

Thanks for the Chez Larsson link! Nom nom nom.

The idea of having an underwear drawer arranged by color, with those special little dividers even! I know what I'll be dreaming of tonight.

The Dental Maven said...

Ahh me. I do feel bad for those individuals who never acquired the life skills we all learned as children and now take for granted as adults. Imagine having to pay someone to do something as simple as organize. Alas.

Bren said...

Becky, you have the power to buy a little underwear compartment drawer thingy, if that'll make you happy. I bet organizing underwear by color in those things is totally in your skill set. Laura's, even! SHE can be your personal organizer. You know she'd dig it. (Really? Having a stranger move your stuff around wouldn't make you totally cranky??) I like those links, steenky!

Becky said...

Laura probably could do it! Actually, it's not so much the underwear drawer--I could handle that myself. I really want someone who is a theoretician of organizing to come and devise a system for all the papers and paperwork that comes into this house. More on this topic today.

Elle said...

You know what, Becky? I can not deal with the paperwork, either.

My solution to any kind of clutterment is to throw it out if it offends me, which is a little over-the-top and often results in me wrestling with Mari over how we do not need this thing we never ever use and then he's all, honey, it's a christmas stocking, that's why, let it go, we'll need it later. But that does not work so often with paper, the throwing it out.

Your word verification is "decolike." Srsly?

Sara said...

I have to wonder if there is a personal organizer out there who can fight the force of entropy that is my family.

But honestly, if I did have that service, I'd just be staring and staring and staring at all the organized things, with happy cartoon stars in my eyes.