It was a fairly quiet day with the usual quiet nonsense. I did organize my office and tidy it up as I promised myself. The first photo gives an overview.



Ta-Da!

The books are still where they were and will always be until I get more bookshelves, which I don't see happening anytime soon. I did *file* the rejection letter from Oprah. Bitch.




Ta-Da!


Okay. In a perfect world, my desk would be organized, too, but it ain't a perfect world and I certainly ain't perfect. This actually does need to be sorted through because I may have some bills buried beneath the rubble. And the salt will probably remain. I eat most my meals at my computer. One of the perks of living alone. (I hope you correctly detected my sarcasm.)




Ta-Duh!





Nothing like a little retail therapy in Cowan to set things right.

I actually do not believe in retail therapy - thank god - because of the untold damage it can cause like any addiction, I suppose.

Thanks for stopping by. Oh, and I cleaned the room a few minutes ago - just felt the impulse to be honest with you. I've always worked best with deadlines, anyways. :)