I've heard it said that if you want to know what's going on in a person's head, just take a look at their office space. As I sat in my office this morning, looking around at the stacks of mail, papers, magazines, books, and sundry items of I-don't-know-what, I lamented for the confused state of my brain.
I vowed to organize and purge. I vowed to put things into filing cabinets. I vowed to put books onto bookshelves. I vowed never to let this happen again! Of course, I have vowed that before.
This sort of chaos seems to happen when I'm writing a book. Papers, books, and stuff come my way and I just open the door to my office and toss things in. Then I shut the door and go elsewhere to research and write--someplace quiet and uncluttered. I delve into the world of the book and forget about the room of pandemonium. Yet, there comes a time when the book is finished, the door is opened, and the mess must be dealt with. Today was that day.
I am now on stack #3--an assortment of unopened requests for donations and store advertisements promoting sales which happened three months ago. Next it's on to the filing!
I'm trying to keep a positive attitude , and, I must admit, my brain actually is feeling less confused.
Please tell me I'm not alone in this propensity to clutter. Please let me know if you have a similar place of chaos...maybe just a drawer? It would make me feel better.
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