I have a confession to make. I love Martha Stewart! Laugh if you want but despite her sketchy financial past and 'I can do everything better' attitude, I really do learn a lot from her, which, most likely, means I learn most of it from her staff. I will give it to them though. They sure do make her look pretty witty!

I have always been one to organize. Lists, calendars, colors, books, or anything with a category. If it doesn't have one, I'll give it one. This is where my sense for functionality in design comes to play. Useful ergonomics CAN look good too! Non- clutter, functional and friendly.

Seriously, If I had to choose between rearranging a room verses just cleaning it, I'd choose to just redo everything. OK, so maybe the baseboards would get neglected and the fan could probably use a new dusting. But it would be neat and everything in place! My Mother learned this all too well when, as a teenager, I was asked to clean the Kitchen and over and over, I'd have rearranged every drawer, all the stuff on the counter, put a new tablecloth on the table, but failed to clean the refrigerator out.

The problem that I can't seem to get around, and yet, sometimes I think is no problem at all, is that, I love change! I do. It drives me a little nuts sometimes, and more so, those poor souls that live or have lived with me. I get bored easily and feel like change of a space can somehow change my perspective! It works though. It really does!

Being a designer is exciting because every project is a change. A new direction. A new set of ideas, drawings, products, feel, etc. I could never be one to do a repetitive job forever. I would be miserable!

With that said, I am a firm believer that everything has a place. Even if that place changes constantly. There are proper places for things to go, and this is why Im sharing some neat storage ideas I have found that inspire that perfect place for room function. So many, but Ill continue adding more, and may do a blog getting more specific in oragniaztion areas, as there are tons of catagories (there I go again).

Now, if only I could be granted permission to get into the "man cave" (garage)... It is screaming for my help!....

I have always found it strange that some kids struggled with what they wanted to be when they grow up. With confusion in my eyes and sympathy in my heart, I pondered what it must be like to not know what your calling is. Even in college some people battle with the choices.

I wanted to be a Veterinarian when I was around the age of 6, and then a Psychologist for a year or so. Then it immediately went to Architect/ Designer and never stopped. I knew my gift, and knowing is half the battle! I was always fascinated with maps, and planning in birds eye view. I loved to plan. It was my calling.

I had a barbie house with furniture. Maybe that was the beginning. But I also had a neighbor friend, Chris, who must have had, what I thought was 10 million of the coolest matchbox cars. While I wasn't going to get him to play barbies with me, I on the other hand, had no problem playing matchbox cars with him. We took so long to even pick out the ones we wanted, taking turns, one by one. And that was only half the fun. The next part came when we decided to start building roads and spaces/places for the cars. Civic planning..

Then I started playing cards with my little brother, Josh, in our hall way, only it was not your typical War game or Go Fish (the only card games kids know how to play, it seems). I would dig the cards vertically in the carpet, making paths and structures until it went half way down the hall. I could picture in my head, exactly what this house would look like if it were a real space.

Many things like this pointed me toward the direction and with passion in my heart, I was one happy little girl. Along with rearranging my bedroom 2-3 times a month, and driving my parents crazy with change in the process.

Well, it was upon a return from college one day that I looked through some old stuff in a closet that had been stored away from high school. Mostly scrap books, old yearbooks, a book of poems I had written, art work, etc. But the amazement I had when I open a particular binder to find what I had totally forgotten about, took me back. I was so enamored I had to sit down on the floor immediately and check this out! I couldn't believe it. While looking threw this book of drawings I had done as a child, it made me dizzy with nostalgia. So many memories came back and I knew I was made for this for sure.

I am sharing some with you. Scales are off, things are askew in places, most are drawn on notebook paper, etc., but I don't care. I will cherish these forever!

Check out the vegetable and flower garden in the plan above!

It is funny to realize, as adults, that kids think they can make anything work. They live by their own rules.

It is truly a blessing doing what I love. They say if you find your calling, you will never work a day in your life. What work?..