I live under the delusion that I am a neat and organized person, even though my first instinct when faced with a clean desk is to pull out a project and start working. Which leads to getting sidetracked into another project which leads to finding that doodad I need for a forth project which leads to wandering into another room and returning with an armload of things… which leads to the photo on the right.

But I still clean my desk every so often, in a blaze of determination that I will Stop This(tm) and start Acting Like a Responsible Adult.

It lasts about fifteen minutes because being a Responsible Adult is nowhere near as entertaining as painting small horses silly colors.

Today was a ‘clean my desk’ day, simply because every time I moved my mouse something else fell off my desk. This was frustrating in new an exciting ways, because I had vowed to clean my desk about two weeks ago… and never got around to it. So when the fifth avalanche of things threatened to drown the corgi in paperwork, I said enough was enough!

And got sidetracked reading The Daily Brainstorm… at which point the corgi gave up on me and all three dogs decided it was time to play outside.

Thus chastised, I started in on the desk.

Actually I didn’t. Instead I moved everything out of the office/dog room and vacuumed. It’s amazing how much fur you can get from one cat and three dogs, all of which insist on napping within touching distance while you type. So one full Dyson load of fur later, I took a break.

An hour, and several Facebook posts later, I piled everything from the desk onto the floor and did a proper job of Putting Things Away(tm).

I would post a picture of the clean desk, but between finishing this blog post and hitting post I’ve found three more projects I should be doing…