I look forward to the first time I walk into someone’s home and they don’t immediately apologize for (what is usually nonexistent) clutter. When you’re a professional organizer, everyone you meet assumes you’re judging them for how disorganized or chaotic their lives are. “I’m sorry for the mess!” “You must think the worst of me!” One day, maybe, when I arrive at a friend’s door she will simply say: “Welcome. Come in.”