2012, You Are So My Year

I'm not sure why it took getting married, buying a house, and having a baby to finally take control of my life, but that doesn't matter now. I have finally decided to get myself organized, and 2012 is going to be my year baby!
Not that this counts as 'getting organized', but making my home more pretty and/or home-y doesn't hurt. I got this for Christmas, and just got it put up tonight.
I love it! Although, it makes me kinda want to give my door a face lift. It could definitely use a stain? Some color? Something. Either way, I'm on it.
I feel like getting organized is a resolution I can stick with. Instead of something lame like losing weight. I'm comfortable in my fat girl jeans, for now. And so far so good. I've got an awesome friend who won't let me slack helping out. I had some great company Friday night, which forced me to actually clean my kitchen (at least it was clean for me).
I considered posting before pics of the mess, but decided against it, I don't want to offend anyone. That, and I don't want anyone calling hoarders on me. Wish me luck!