OMG. Yesterday I began a somewhat overwhelming undertaking: organizing my office. Well, first I had to FIND my office. It’s been overtaken by oodles of obsolete and odd objects. The overtaking has made the undertaking obviously difficult. Oy.
Take one house, add two home offices and what do you get? I’d post a picture but OSHA would probably be on my tail.
When we moved in, my husband decided he’d like to have a paperless office. Oh good for you, honey. That’s kinder on the environment. Well…his idea of “paperless” means working on his laptop in various rooms of the house and leaving tiny scraps of the white stuff with unidentified phone numbers and cryptic calculations on them. Semi-paperless, definitely fileless and certainly aimless.
When I met him, his “filing cabinet” was the floor. I didn’t dare touch anything – he had a “system”. He knew exactly how to locate what he needed. Off the floor.
Me, I was Miss Neat Freak. The librarian, remember? Organization was my middle name. I cataloged my CD collection by musical genre and sub-filed by ABC order.
Take one house, add two home offices, a Felix and an Oscar and what do you get?
$%(*# OBSCENITIES @!^&%
He claims this is the most organized he’s ever been. And I swear this is the most unorganized I have ever been. When there’s clutter on the floor, there is clutter in my head.
So yesterday, I tethered myself to a USB cord and hurled myself into the obstacle-strewn oblivion. One corner at a time. And when I’m done, I’m going to treat myself to a See Jane Work shopping spree. It will be Organizational Overload…and I will be overjoyed.
Today’s tip: Touch each piece of paper that comes across your desk ONLY ONCE. Make your decision at the time: file, take action, or recycle.
Any organizational tips to offer?