Old photo taken in June, during a particularly messy phase
I spend a lot of time at my desk. A lot. I communicate here, organize several aspects of my life here, surf the internet, write, pay the bills, process photos, create things, and yes, I occasionally do actual work here. From home, lucky me.
The problem is that this space gets so MESSY! Piles of “stuff” accrue like flies on a cowpie and suddenly I’m pushing debris out of the way so I can have just a few inches of space to move my mouse, or write one more post-it note. Sometimes there are plates or glasses that linger here, dried food and crumbs half hidden by my monitor. Sometimes a pile of library books obscures one of the surviving plants and I’ll barely notice it gasping for water just in time. It is a constant struggle. And honestly, I LOVE when my desk is clean, it just takes so much time. Not surprisingly I usually try to ignore it until there is nothing left but chaos, but even then the thought of cleaning it fills me with such dread that I simply leave it for another day. Or month.
What is weird is that I’ve kept every other desk I’ve had (where I’ve worked out of the home) neat and organized. Just not this one.
Right now, it is almost clean. I’ve been trying all day to finish the job, but it gets really hard with the last odds and ends. The two spools of thread, the pin cushion, the crazy glue, ear plugs, mittens, copy of Saveur, an old camera battery, bobby pins, empty glass of milk, waldorf lantern, water bottle, camera, connector cord, several pieces of jewelry, a sanitary pad, postcard about an art exhibit I’d like to submit to, my wallet, the business checkbook, a piece of wasps nest, sections off a greeting card to reuse, a Wet Ones packet, an oak leaf, pattern pieces, reciepts, paperwork… all this and more – and this is after I’ve cleaned up 99.5% of the desk.
So, why am I writing this? Just to procrastinate more, I guess. Or to guilt myself into completing the task. I know its pitiful. But now that I’ve gotten this far, and said this much, I know I need to finish, if just to keep a shred of self-respect. Right now. I’m putting the computer to sleep and not turning it back on until my desk is clean.
Thirty minutes later… Success!