Subtitle:
Making Space When There is None to Spare.
I have a few pet peeves in life. Nothing too major, nothing too out of the ordinary. I dislike rude people. The sound of folks slurping their food drives me insane. And I loathe the sight of clutter. In my world the first two are easily manageable; I avoid boorish individuals as best as possible and I remind my husband not to make sounds while eating. But dealing with the clutter eludes me. I am losing a battle that has only just begun.
