Dessert

You can call it irony, you can call it a plot twist, you can call it a just dessert for my wicked ways, but a couple of weeks ago, my boss took me aside and said that the Clear the Clutter people had photographed my cubicle and turned me into the Division Deputy Director as a messy cube.
I had to write a plan to get it done by end of the month.
Can I say that it was sort of like being a child.
But, I decided to do it with the best grace possible.

I only allow myself one extra fedex box. (I use them to put mixed paper in. I have a full box for white, because there's a lot of paper that goes through my hands and into the recycling.) Toss it out at the end of the week.

I'm hauling all sorts of stuff home, as well. Aegean Stables, anyone?

I don't know if I'm allowed to have a whole spindle of used cds, or if I have to take those down for recycling weekly, too.

Today, at the com center, I found two boxes... Three or four feet long, 8 to 10 inches high, about an inch deep.

I brought them home...