Perri Kersh

I have a weird confession to make — I eat the exact same thing for breakfast. Every. Single. Day. I typically wake up at 6am. I cook a soft boiled egg, eat it over half an avocado and top it with salted pumpkin seeds. And I wash that down with two cups of coffee. It’s […]

Reaching an organizing goal is exciting. Whether it’s culling and scanning a lifetime of photos, or finally parking your car in the garage, or getting your closet in tip-top shape, it feels great to accomplish these tasks and reap the benefits of living with less. However, our work is never quite finished. In order to

In some ways, we’re all collectors. Some of us collect fine things – silver, china, coins, or art. While others collect (ahem) strange things. And some of us collect useful things, but far, far too many of them. I’ve been in hundreds of homes working with organizing clients, and I’ve noticed some trends. And yes,

‘Tis the season to gather our W-2s, fire up the calculator, sharpen our pencils and prepare our taxes. This late winter ritual comes back around year after year yet I always feel tempted to procrastinate and put off this dreaded task. Our taxes aren’t all that complicated, and we do have a great accountant. However,

Twelve years ago, sitting down to write my Christmas cards was one of my favorite pre-holiday traditions. I would pull out my lap board that my grandmother made for me while in high school, surround myself with cards, my favorite writing pen, my address book and a roll of stamps and handwrite 100+ cards. Then

I’ve been on a pantry kick lately – tackling a number of client pantries around the area. Truly, this is one of my favorite spaces to organize. It’s usually a contained space, can be transformed in just a day, and there are some fabulous tools that aren’t crazy expensive that can take a pantry from

Do you have a box/drawer/cabinet/bin/closet that looks like the picture above? If you live in the United States and use any kind of technology, there’s a really good chance you do. While you may, on occasion, untangle one of those cords or cables and put it to good use, most of the time they will

Watching nonstop hurricane and wildfire coverage for the last several weeks, it’s hard not to ride a roller coaster of emotions – excruciating loss and grief, and hope and healing when we see how we care for each other. Over and over again, watching people wade through waist-high water with a garbage bag of belongings,

I’m 47 years old, and I’m taking swim lessons. And no, I don’t mean that I’m taking a master’s class or perfecting my freestyle for speed. I’m literally starting in the shallow end and learning to blow bubbles. It’s not that I can’t swim at all. If you threw me in the pool, I could

I’m writing this blog post from my “remote office” in the Subaru dealership while my car is being serviced. The waiting room is nice, and the coffee machine makes a half decent latte. I could do without the music, but otherwise, it’s not an unpleasant spot. However, given that I’ll be here for 2 to