the chaos monster

Recovery is for More Than Just the Addict

by LittleMissKnowitAll | Jul 23, 2012 | parent, the chaos monster

I have a cousin who is an addict. Heroin, to be precise. While he’s in recovery now, he will live with the burden of addiction every day for the rest of his life. So will we. While I myself am not an addict, I am reminded frequently that there but for the grace...

Hanging on to Hope

by LittleMissKnowitAll | Jun 20, 2012 | 31 Days, the chaos monster

I came so so so sososo close to losing my dad yesterday. As in, if he hadn’t already been in a doctor’s office when it happened, he wouldn’t be here anymore close. I…I have trouble fathoming that right now. For the past six or seven days my dad...

by LittleMissKnowitAll | Mar 25, 2012 | the chaos monster

I started to write this post two weeks ago. I find that interesting, because as I was contemplating what else to add to it, all hell broke loose in our family. The chaos monster literally made a visit to our home. My husband’s grandmother died the same day mine...

Why Start With the Closet?

by LittleMissKnowitAll | Mar 11, 2012 | simplify, the chaos monster

I am almost a week into my Simplify your Closet challenge and I am getting a ton of feedback. I honestly have been stunned by how much interest there is in this! I’ve gotten several questions–and a few objections–about how and why I am doing this. I...

Simplify Your Closet Five Minute Challenge

by LittleMissKnowitAll | Mar 9, 2012 | simplify, the chaos monster

Are you ready? This challenge should only take you five minutes! This month I am focusing on Simplifying my Closet. This week’s Five Minute Challenge is to tackle your underwear drawer! When was the last time you cleaned it out? How many ill-fitting pairs of...

Simplify Your Closet Challenge

by LittleMissKnowitAll | Mar 6, 2012 | simplify, the chaos monster

Holy Moly. That’s a whole lotta crap. I just started my closet simplicity challenge. I’ll give you the how-to details in a minute. But first I have to sit here and get over my shock. My disgust. Seriously, I don’t really own that many clothes, do I?...