What it’s like having a wife as an organizer - Maciej

When Kara and I first met we would get into long conversations about how we envisioned the future. We all have this idealized version of the future. You’re going to start a business, you’re going to quit your job, it’s all going to come easily when the time is right. But in the back of your mind you know it’s bullshit, a day dream, an impossibility, a fantasy. Plus, I don’t even know what I would sell as a good or service.

Fast forward a few months, we decide to move in together. Now my place was always clean, but it wasn’t a home. It had a nice look but it lacked substance. I was a minimalist, but the reason I didn’t want a lot of stuff is because I was disorganized.

For example, the pantry had all of the shelves litered with random shit a bachelor would have in their kitchen. My 10 in 1 hair and dish soap, next to the ketchup, next to that old sandwhich from Port a subs, next to my VGK Jersey. No rhyme or reason. I had the space for it, I didn’t have a lot of stuff so I didn’t think it was an issue. At that time I didn’t even know about home organizing, nor would I hire an organizer even If I did know. This is what she walked into.

The relationship gradually built over that time. In the past most of the people I’ve been with forcefully try to change your living space. I knew what was coming. Those live laugh and whatever the last L is posters all over the house, weird smelling candles and all your stuff moved around. I’m pretty stubborn so I knew she was in for a battle. What happened instead, was completely different from what I expected.

Kara wasn’t there to take over my space. Her approach was different. She was a student. She studied my habits, she studied what was important to me and she gently nudged me towards something I didn’t even know I needed. I needed a home. A real home, not just something that looks like a sterile showroom, but a place that embraced you whenever you came home. She didn’t hijack my ship, she gently steered it towards the lighthouse. Over the ensuing months she would quietly add bins, add labels, add structure to the once empty spaces. Everything had its place. It I finally felt like I was home.

She inspired me that day and she doens’t even realize it. She quietly turned someone who didn’t care about being organized, into it’s loudest advocate. I finally figured out what kind of business I wanted to start. The business of making people feel at home. That daydream, that fantasy was now real life.

Kara I love you, I'm proud of you, I cannot believe how talented you are and Im so excited to share your gift with the world.

And to our clients - I hope we earn your trust. I hope we can steer your ship and make you feel like you’re finally home.

-Maciej