After seeing this post, a friend asked me how I kept my home so tidy. After I stopped laughing myself silly, I came clean: selective photography. Very, very selective photography. What she couldn't see were the piles of unopened mail that I pushed off the table and the random toddler stuff strewn about. We're bursting at the seams here and I have a bit of a clutter problem, so I'm signing up for Apartment Therapy's Cure. Eight weeks to a more serene space and less selective photography -- or so I hope.