Today is my Dad’s birthday. He is one of the kindest, most patient, loving, supportive men I know. If there is an organizing gene, I get it from him. In grade school he got me my own Franklin-Covey planner. There were cartoons down the margin, but I had one, nonetheless. Not sure if that makes me a dork or geek or what, but I do know that as a professional organizer, I am doing what I love. Thanks, Dad, I love you and thanks for teaching me how to be organized!
