A messy desk is a good thing

After my checkbook fiasco a few weeks ago, I now feel vindicated about my mess! I read this article today about the benefits of being messy. I think the mere thought might possibly give my mother a heart attack. Her home is perfectly organized, neat and so clean you can eat off the floors.

I tell myself that my messiness is partly because of my creative nature. Ironically, if you look in my dresser everything is in excellent order. My clothes are neatly folded and organized. You can see everything when you open a drawer. In the kitchen the same holds true with all of the cabinets. The exception is the one with chips, crackers and cereals because my husband and son have taken that one over. I can't figure out a way to organize it properly. It annoys me. (Maybe I'm a touch obsessive compulsive?) All I know is that I cannot even think about organizing my home office, it seems like a stupendously exhuasting task to take on that I almost fear.

So I printed out the above linked article and I will post it on a wall in my home office as a reminder. (Though I really do need to get rid of my old computer monitor and inkjet printer that have been sitting on the floor taking up space for the past 2 weeks.)