Just a few minutes every day this week and the desktop is pretty clean! Found bills that needed to be paid, put away a few things, recycled a few, and started going through the files on the right hand side. What do you think? Interested to know, too, how you file your used notebooks? Mine are full of ideas, but I can’t remember what’s in which. If you’re a writer, how to you handle your filled-up notebooks, idea files, etc.? And, check out the post on writers’ notebooks on A Clown on Fire.
Desk after decluttering
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I didn’t post yesterday. I spent 2.5 hours in a chair at the dentist. About half-way through, I almost started crying. I am so sick of going to the dentist that I am seriously considering writing a post titled, “Why I Live at the DO.” DO standing for dentist’s office. After the DO, I came home fully intending to run; I napped.
Working on filling my week with posts, I asked for suggestions. One reader thought it would be interesting to post a picture of the same place every week. This, I thought, had possiblities. I was considering posting pictures of either a prairie sunrise or a prairie sunset, but I’d have to get up pretty damn early for the sunrise and I’m at work when the sun sets. Still, I might decide to do it if I can get myself up early. Maybe for Sunday?
In the meantime, I can kill two birds with one post. Every Friday (or there abouts), I’m going to post a picture of my office, beginning today. My office is a screaming mess. There are books everywhere, piles of papers on the desk, a computer on the floor, my husband’s detritus from his voice-over ventures, and a daybed that has become my daughter’s nightly bed because her room is also a screaming mess.
Here is the current state of affairs. Don’t judge. Or maybe you should . . .that will be further incentive to get it organized.
View from the door. Like I said . . .a screaming mess.
My desk. Look carefully for the original Abby Road vinyl, a birthday gift from Mom and Dad when it came out; my sister got a Bobbie Gentry album. She will never let me forget. What should I do with the Beatles record?
North wall, featuring a variety of things related to a business I no longer have and scrapbooking, which I no longer do.
East wall. Note excellent original artwork by my sister and her kids.
South wall, home to CDs awaiting a new home on Mr. Snide’s computer and various other things he has no idea what to do with.