Today I got up and out earlier than normal (yes I did walk today - this was my 4 week anniversary of DAILY WALKS!)...and when I entered the highway...I stopped dead. An accident ahead, apparently, was going to start my day off with a major delay. After 45 minutes I had not even progressed 1 mile to the next exit. So I commiserated with my fellow drivers by catching their eye, smiling ruefully, shrugging and shaking my head.
Oh well. Best laid plans.
I finally arrived to my office 1 hour 45 minutes after leaving my house (typically a 30-40 minute ride). So, having missed the first hour of my 2 hour conference call, I decided to quit it entirely and spent the morning instead starting a long ignored task.
The result? My desk is now spotless.
THAT? was not the long ignored task.
So the cycle begins....
Ain't I just the procrastination queen? (drawing below courtesy of Hyperbole and a Half)
I convinced myself that the long ignored task required me to unearth some old notes that were...somewhere...and it required a minor archeological dig to discover them.
Once I started, I couldn't stop and I found myself cleaning not only the top of my desk (which was starting to look like an episode of HOARDERS), I started also cleaned out the drawers, the boxes (from our office move in 2010) and the shelves of my bookcase.
As always, I find cleaning and purging to be a rewarding activity. I found several things that inspired me to revise my task list for next week...other things that will help with ongoing work...and still more that didn't matter at all in the scheme of things that could be tossed with glee.
Three full trash cans/recycling cans later....
Clean desk. Breathing Room. Organization. Ahhhhhh.
Wouldn't it be nice if I could walk out the door now with my feeling of accomplishment, and start fresh with my clean desk and my updated task list on Monday?
No such luck. My task list and more conference calls require me to continue.
But first, let me just go and talk about this on my blog (and the cycle continues).
I only recently have come into possession of a work desk and office space. I did have to clean someone else's crap out before I moved my stuff in.
I don't have it in me to be a hoarder. I am so neurotic I clean out my email inbox every single day. I just can't think if I don't.
I think 85% accomplished is brilliant. I tend to settle for 65%. Sort of like my college grades.
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