My life right now feels a bit like this dinner table after Chesapeake Bay crabs. (They encourage this, by the way.)
I want a clean desktop, both on my computer and on my actual flippin’ desk. Why then, is the ironing board behind me being used as a credenza? And the 9 cases of books to the right of me also being used as a credenza? And ditto for the top of the filing cabinet?
Why, with all the gizmos available to us … the filing cabinets, and the folders for the folders within the folders, and the QuickBooks software, and the iPhone “sticky” app where you can write yourself notes … why with all this is life still so messy? Where do all these receipts come from? And why did Wells Fargo send me THREE offers for a credit card, with credit cards affixed to them? Why does my phone bill have something like 4 pages, when only one has really important information on it? Where are my staples?
And why has it been so long since I’ve done what I really love, which is write on this blog?
I guess I should remember: one thing at a time.