'Twas the night after Christmas

‘Twas the night after Christmas, when all through the house

Not a thing was away, not a toy, box, or blouse.

The stockings were thrown on the floor without care,

And knickknacks and gadgets were strewn everywhere.


The gift wrap was scattered. The boxes were strewn.

I gasped as I looked all around the trashed room.

What was I thinking, when I bought all this stuff?

Why didn’t I realize five gifts were enough?


The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of organization danced in my head.

“But where should I start?” I wondered inside,

“How can I begin, when I’d rather go hide?”

From: http://creativeorganizing.typepad.com/

This is EXACTLY how I feel today, I couldn't have said it better myself!