Solution: Replace all flat surfaces with tilted ones similar to the following:
Posted on 08/24/2014 7:35:06 PM PDT by CharlesOConnell
On the Miss Marple chain around your neck. Where you left them. :)
I can be a pack rat if I allow myself to do it. But, I can also be an over the top neat freak, again if I allow myself to do it. Sanity dictated that I begin chucking anything that had sat long enough to gather dust, and to develop something of a blind spot for that dust. I have two decent sized dogs. I love them and without question they’re going to be with me wherever I go, whenever possible, but they do generate dust in spades.
Twice annual top to bottom cleaning, one around the arrival of spring, the other between Christmas and New Year’s Day. Just light maintenance cleaning and occasional organizing in between. I’d hire it out if I were in a position to do so, to put distance between me and that task.
As far as work, I’m a firm believer in the pile management system. You’ve got your today pile, your tomorrow pile and your whenever pile. Everything else goes straight to the trash. Computer desktop is strewn with folders and downloads. Friday afternoons, after the phone calls slowly come to a halt, I consolidate and discard. If I haven’t touched it in a month but anticipate still needing it, it’s compressed and put onto a backup hard drive.
Is this perfect? No. But it de-stressed several areas that were leading to frustration, and it works for me.
I see...
Nevermind. < /Emilylatella>
I once worked at a company with a President who was a clean desk freak. I worked in a small HR department where we did everything....so...one day he comes to my desk to retrieve his Executive Assistant’s Performance Review file which was under review or something....anyway....I had on my desk multitudes of Files and papers...and he kinda looks at the desk with his “Oh, what a mess” look....and I reached right to where the file was and handed it to him...I didn’t tell him...SOME of us don’t have Exec Assistants, and we HAVE to multi-task!...but I sure wanted to that day.
My clothes are in big piles on the bedroom floor. Winter kind of to one side and summer to the other. I do put dirty stuff in the hamper, though.
A clean desk is a sign of a sick mind, or of someone who has nothing else to do.
When I worked at Fluor in Lost Angeles, we were told that our competitor C.F. Braun in Pasadena had very strict rules; dark suits and ties, white only shirts, only one piece of paper on the desk.
That only works if everybody does it, sort of like not smelling of garlic if everybody eats it.
Cordially,
My desk is always clean—I have this computer thingy that stores all my work. The coolest thing about it is that I no longer have to try to decipher those illegible notes that used to litter that old analog surface. :p
Solution: Replace all flat surfaces with tilted ones similar to the following:
>> I am lucky to remember when bills are due because my mind is completely full with a jumble of userids and online passwords.
That is something there is a solution for:
http://keepass.info/
Just invest 30 minutes in learning how to use it properly.
Bookmark for later
bookmark to re-read ten times and figure out if I need to keep all the crap in my garage that I haven’t used in years but know I will need the day after I get rid of it.
Good grief...
I have enough to think about without forming bonds with objects.....
The only problem I have with objects is that I often won’t throw them away. Not because of a bond, but because I somehow think I might use it for something later, like a broken electronics and stuff.
So yeah...I’m a packrat but I only save stuff I can built something else out of.
But no emotional bonds...I save that for my wife. And I gave up organizing in 1978...
bkmk
I totally believe the “brain pain” part. I find sorting out all my junk and getting rid of some of it to be really painful, and have always felt silly for feeling that way. Hah! I was right! :)
I need to add this to my collection of stuff...
Thanks for the link.
I don’t do well sharing kitchens with others. The last time I shared a kitchen the only reason things went reasonably well is they let me be the boss of the kitchen. In exchange, they got to use my microwave and I did most if the kitchen cleaning. I am one of those people who likes to keep stuff out on counters and surfaces. Then this one guy moved in. He was the kind who wanted counters all free of clutter. He complained to the landlady, and she forwarded the complaints to me. He bitched about my little kitchen counter compost container. He was also a heroin addict who was bringing in girlfriends who were also addicts and sometimes shooting up in the bathroom and creating other problems. His rent got paid on time, though, because his dad was his payee ( he was on some sort of entitlement, probably Disability)and he took care of it. I wasn’t the only tenant who left because if him and the landlady finally figured this out. After I left, I found out that she told him “one more person leaves because of you—you’re out”. One more police call—she was good on her word.
So pardon me if I don’t have a lot of patience with these near freaks, especially when they’re also control freaks telling others how to live.
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