One of my former clients texted today, showing off an absolutely adorable moose of a just-adopted-from-a-shelter dog. I admit, unabashedly, I started crying. A competent, seasoned Organizer doesn’t come into a client’s home and start wondering where the pretty baskets go. A qualified Organizer comes in and checks that a client can get to all the doors and use all the appliances. I’ve talked about it before in another post. This new-pet caregiver isn’t that other person: that other person was even more at-risk – there’s a reason the photo in the other post is of thumbtacks. And this now-dog person has done TONS without my help, making awe-inspiring further progress since we last worked together.
But I helped lay the foundation. And I’m going to let myself be proud.