Thus says the Lord of the Manor, the Common Household
Husband: Once a year, yea, even at the
turn of the year, you shall make atonement for the mess you have kept all year
on your desk.
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| My desk and environs in June 2012. Just awful. |
You shall not use as an excuse that you are managing your
aunt’s finances; neither shall you say that you must do paid work. For lo these four weeks, your company has not
sent your paycheck, and so you shall cease working until the season of the
arrival of the money has arrived. My
lips are full of wrath at this; assuage my wrath by cleaning off your
desk.
On the last day of the year, from the sunrise to the setting
of the sun, you shall go through all the papers. You shall move them from your desk to the
recycle bin – you shall show no mercy to these papers, for they are an
abomination to me.
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| The recycle bin, half-way through my New Year's Eve task. |
And on the first day of the first month we shall rejoice and
be glad as we take our recycle bin to the Abitibi paper bin at the elementary school.
Thus says the Common Household Mom: Truly, after cleaning off my desk, I shall
eat with gladness, drink with joy, and find satisfaction in the toilsome labor
on this day. For the cleanliness of the
desk will not last long, so I had better celebrate now.
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| Not perfect, but it's the best it's going to get. |
5 comments:
Larry and I have a New Year's Day tradition of sweeping all the junk from the computer desk into a box and then stowing said box in the master bedroom, all in preparation for the neighborhood party we hold each year. So, it's like we have a stack of time capsules now.
You are so funny. And inspiring.
Sub Corr, you have given me a great idea for how to approach this task next year!
For the record, the Husband doesn't get wrathful. He sighs and asks. But I know the mess drives him nuts.
Wow! That desk! I mean --wow.
I think I might have to print this out for my husband to read, with pictures :-)
I would be too embarassed to show you a picture of my desk at home. I am jealous and moderately inspired. Thanks for the laugh.
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