My Messy Desk

I have what you call an organized mess.
Actually, right now,the whole house is like that. An organized mess.
Ask me where something is and I can go to the bottom of a pile and retrieve it. Well, usually.
I am sick of mess. So, the answer...do something about it.
So, I started with the desk this MORNING. Now, this afternoon, I am finally to the surface of the desk. I knew it was under there.
I had to shred paper, put things away, read things, grumble about what I was doing and how I let it get that way. Sort, file, put more things away. Back and forth, up and down.
And to think that the rest of the house is the same if not worse. I just have too much stuff.
I have to downsize to the point of close to poverty (to match my bank account.)
Just want to do with all the stuff. I do sell on eBay. Jazznickie if you need something. You just never know what will be on there. Maybe my desk at some point.
So the desk basically ruled my day. And things associated with the desk.
However, not to be discouraged, I have more to do and it does involve sitting at the now somewhat clean desk. Taking pictures first. Then cleaning the rest of the desk and typing allot.
Sounds like a splendid way to finish off the afternoon.
Then, onto the nighttime chores. But, I wouldn't trade it for the world.
This blog really had no purpose other than to ramble about my mess. But, that is just a me thing.
Til next time...
Just me