“Break your habit of sweeping your clutter under a rug and acting like you’ve got your life together. (Do any of us really have our lives together?)
My name is Jessica Gardner and I’m a messy person.”
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A few years ago, I landed in Turkey around midnight. I arrived at my friends’ apartment about an hour later. All I had with me was a backpack full of clothes and a jet-lagged mind. Everyone was sleeping when I arrived, so I took a quick shower and crashed on the couch in the living room. At 6 a.m., I woke up to “Jess! You’re here!!” and “Jess….your stuff is everywhere!” I opened my eyes and saw my friend, as well as my belongings strewn all throughout the living room. Phone chargers on the wooden table, a jacket on the bookcase, my backpack in the middle of the floor, and socks everywhere- it looked like a tornado had gone through the room. And, spoiler: the tornado was me.
If you know me at all, you know that I’m a little messy. I don’t have a lot of things, but those…
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