. . .Home Office
Tzatzil Willebeek-LeMair’s desk was so overloaded that she referred to it as “the beast.” School reports, unpaid bills, and children’s artwork were piled in haphazard layers. Her husband, Marc, and sons felt free to use her desk as a dumping ground for everything from junk mail to homework. As a result, birthday-party invitations resurfaced days too late and car registrations expired without being renewed.