There are four types of people:
1. The unorganised, unorganised person: This person makes no attempt whatsoever to give the impression that they know where their passport is ten minutes before their flight- nor do they know where it is. This person lives in chaos and everyone knows it.
2. The unorganised, organised person: They may have a 'stuff' cupboard, which looks like a charity shop vomited in it but they know EXACTLY where that diary is, from 1999, which they only wrote in once.
3. The organised, unorganised person: They have individually labelled storage boxes inside their storage boxes but god knows where that bloody passport is.
4. The organised, organised person: Think Monica from 'Friends'. And be afraid, very afraid.
Apologies for the fact that you will now be unable to use the word organised for at least a week.
Anyways the point of this little anecdote is that I'm generally a mix of number 2 and 3, as in I know the dress I reallllllllly want to wear is in my wardrobe....somewhere.... at the back.... under a thing. I think.
However the way I add order to chaos is by endless list making. I LOVE lists. I make lists on a daily basis; long, short, necessary, unnecessary. ButI write them everywhere- the back of a cereal pack, the tv guide, most frequently my hand. The more relevant I will post here so other year abroaders can use and adapt. Well that's my excuse- the real reason is that I'll lose them down the back of the sofa.
So to start us off: