Sunday, October 30, 2011

30 Days of Shamelessness - Day 9

Really? I have to do this today!? Okay. Here it is. Hide your children, and be prepared to scream. I have extra Kleenex for those of you who break down and sob.

(Hangs head in shame)

That's so awful. I am not normally this much of a disaster zone. More of a creative slob, I would say. Over the summer my house was spotless, however once school started back up, so did the piles.

This particular desk (which is really a dining table) houses everything having to do with my school, work, and nursing students' association stuff (which is now TWO board positions instead of just the one.) I am working on several projects at the moment, which is clearly evidenced by the pile of chaos going on here.

I think my Mom and I might officially now be in a "Desk-off" competition.

As you can see, The DayPlanner is on top of everything else, because I refer to it constantly. I also have my binder open because I'm constantly rifling through things in there, I have textbooks everywhere except the bookcase, I have various piles and stacks of association paperwork, and my poor laptop trying to get oxygen on the edge. The only thing missing from this picture is the giant mug of coffee that usually sits by me, but it's 7 at night and I would like to sleep in the next century. I also have name badge holders and a consistent pile of alcohol wipes which always seem to make it home in my scrub pockets after a shift.

It's temporary, and I know this. When I have breaks in the craziness, I like to clean. It's cathartic and makes me feel as if I'm cleaning out my mind.

Home maintenance, impaired, related to inadequate time management and insufficient energy levels, as evidenced by disaster zone on the dining room table and desire to curl up on the Magic Nap Couch with a cup of hot chocolate and a good book.


  1. Girl... I've been avoiding my bathroom in the bedroom for a couple days because I'm scared to clean it.

  2. At least you have school as a reason... my house isn't too far off from that and I only have internet to blame.

  3. Oh girl. You should see the pile of laundry on my love seat. It's 10 times scarier than that. And well...the pile of unwashed laundry in the laundry room isn't any better. No shame.

  4. What? My desk always looks like that! I don't even pretend it might be temporary, anymore. lolol

  5. That reminds me of my desk at work (when I used to have a job). It drove my boss crazy but it was an organized chaos to me.