I have known individuals who cannot leave their office at the end of the day without making sure that everything is filed away and the top of their desk is "clean as a whistle" (by the way, just how clean are whistles with all that saliva and icky mouth germs on them? I digress. Everyone understands this saying).
Anyway, I am not one of those people.
The photo above is my desk. This is actually the clean version of my desk because yesterday I purged a lot of junk mail, messages, fliers, unread Wall Street Journals, and six half-empty soda cups from Quik Stop (why do I always buy the 32 oz size when I never, ever even come close to finishing them?)
If "cleanliness is next to godliness" then my desk makes me definitely hell-bound. My closet and garage at home? They qualify for son of perdition-hood.
However, like a repentant brother of Nephi, I occasionally will be so overwhelmed by the spirit that I will clean like a madman and restore my desk, closet, and garage to their celestial glory. I find that when I do clean, I enjoy the results immensely and revel in my sainthood up until...
...that first half-full 32 oz. cup of diet soda spends the night on my desk.
Then, the slippery-slide to hell is "quick and sure" as the junk on my desk multiplies faster than rabbits on viagra and I return to the chaotic mess that has a parasitic grasp on my faux-antique desk.
My purgatorial "calling and election made sure", I was resigned to my fate until today, when I discovered...
ADDERALL!
I am saved.
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So, what exactly is this Adderall? I need some. I am in the "repentant" stage myself, and am cleaning/sorting/doing laundry today.
The flight was good. Sam is all cried out by the time he finally reaches the airport and is relatively calm on the plane ride home. Good thing it's only and hour and 20 minute flight, though. I don't know what I'm going to do next year when we're back to the 6 hour flights again. Ugh.
Ahh...I see. Claritin has the same effect on me. I've had this dumb cold for a week now, so I finally took one today. I become me in hyper-speed with the help of Claritin. Also an appetite supressent.
Glad you're blogging again. I think all lurkers (that's you Margret) should comment to help encourage you on. :)
Glad you are on a neat-freak streak. If you run out of things to do, check out the "Honey Do" list on the fridge. Love you.
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If you get bored after everything is clean, we have a garage that we can't see the floor and haven't been able to for about 14 years. You're welcome to come over and organize and time you feel like it!
If I had a nickel for every 32 oz plastic cup of yours I've tossed over the past 6 years! Let's just say my house would be paid off and I'd be enjoying an early retirement.
ha... its so true. love ya pa
You shouldn't offer your pool. I'll take you up on it, and I know you and Margo are having some alone time this week.
I CANNOT believe you are speaking again. I mean, I'd rather hear from you, but seriously? Again? ?What, are John and Chris out of town?
you just described my life with chris. he'll see you in hell.
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