What My Desk Says about Me- SLOC 9/31

I’m that gal.  The one that has a desk in one room that she doesn’t use because it is filled with clutter.  Twice a year, usually on Christmas and Spring Breaks, I attempt to organize and eliminate the “ness” that lives there.  So before I repeat this process next week, let’s take a little tour.

The lovely, personalized thank-you notes occupy the upper right corner.  I leave them out to easily grab when I need to dash out a correspondence.  Even though most people I know don’t require these anymore, it’s something ingrained in my list of must-do’s.  At least they’re pretty.

In the opposite corner are the folders for college loans for my children.  Again, when I need them, I need them, so they get a desk-top home.  Since my youngest is a junior, these colorful folders will soon get transferred to a file, replaced by something more pressing.  While I wish these folders didn’t exist, I’m thankful the loans made my kids’ education possible.

Desk pictures convey the importance of family to me every time I walk in the office.  While there isn’t room for many of them on the desk, the one of the family huddled around the piano, smiles genuine and plentiful, is my favorite.  The memories behind the photo are ones worth revisiting as often as possible.

Work materials are a fixture of my desk, of course.  A couple leadership books lean against the shelf that sits atop the workstation.  One includes a quote about my dad, while others teach me how to learn with the teachers on my campus.  I haven’t touched them lately; hopefully I can pick up at least one of them soon.

LOTS of papers, bills, folders, a plate and mug, receipts, pens and pencils, some double-sided tape, prayer cards, …. I’m a mess!

My desk reminds me of my computer screen; I currently have 18 tabs open.  Need I say more?