for Friday Fictioneers.
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I’ve done it! I’ve actually done it! I put it off for yonks, and now it’s diddley-doddley-done!
I’ve tidied my desk!
I found all sorts of stuff. A scrap of pizza, a pair of underpants, a dead mouse, a ten-pound note …
Now, everything has a designated place. Pens here, pins there, paper clips – somewhere. Sticky tape, dikshunary (however you spell it!) What’s this? No idea, never mind, put it there!
Wow, what an improvement!
Now, where’s my notepad? Where’s my coffee? I need my glasses. Oh heck, where are they?
At least when it was a mess I knew where everything was!
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Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and Jan for the photo.
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Ahhh, the torture of a clean desk. Maybe, if I move the sewing machine I can find that desk, again. Ah, but the machine is keeping me sane and earning a wee income at the moment, though.
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Then you really must leave it where it is!
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As a person sensitive to odors, I can only imagine how ummm aromatic his workspace was between the pizza and dead mouse, which leads me to wonder if there was a correlation. I do know many people who can’t find things once they’ve cleaned.
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Haha! There could have been! And I am definitly one of those people!
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Usual thing in the house, have a tidy up and can’t find a thing.
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…and don’t I know it! Sometimes I give up looking and replace it only to find the original the next day!
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Mum used to say not to worry, we’d find it looking for something else…….. then two things would be lost!!
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Tidiness comes at a price!
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Indeed. Not to be recommended!
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Only if you’re willing to pay the price. 😃
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If I leave the stack of old receipts, warranties, and bills on my desk long enough, eventually I can dump everything without filing them. Done and done. And leftover pizza? Never happens around here, lol.
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I fling everything in a box and chuck it when it’s full certain in the knowledge that if I was to throw anything away immediately I’m bound to need it and regret it!
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Poor mouse, was it killed by the pizza, or did it loose its way in the jungle
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…or a combination of the two! Cheers Michael.
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I can feel with him. Decluttering last spring I threw out all those old calendars I had stashed away — and now I realize I could hang one up from seven years ago and save myself the price of a new one. Foolish me! 😉
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Brilliant idea! Now why have I never thought of that?
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I love that last line. Exactly!
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That’s the way it is! Cheers!
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I’ve worked with people that demanded that you not clean up their desks because if you do they won’t be able to find anything. Well said.
Have a fabulous day, Keith. 🙂
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I can quite believe that Sandee! You too!
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Worth it for the tenner alone.
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That’s what I thought Iain!
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I so relate to it 🙂 good one Keith
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I’m sure many of us do although not quite as extreme as my chappie!
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Ha ha yeah .. not as extreme
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Leave it long enough and you can even find ten shilling notes in the pile
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That wouldn’t surprise me! I do have a collection of sixpences (tanners!) which I stick in my Christmas puds every year!
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My system is based on the thickness of the dust layer.
Never tidy your desk, that way lies madness.
Oh wait, it’s Keith I’m talking to…
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Okay, truth time – I hate anything even being crooked on my desk, let alone dusty!
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Dear Keith,
They say that those proud of keeping an orderly desk will never know the thrill of finding something they thought irretrievably lost. Although I do take exception to the dead mouse. Has this person no olfactory function? Talk about being nose-blind. At any rate, it was a delightfully funny read.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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You’ve just taught me a new word – olfactory! So, to answer your question, clearly not! Thanks so much, Rochelle.
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I agree completely. As an inveterate slob., I know that to change to neat means to lose track of all sorts of unavoidably necessary things
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That would never do! Cheers, Larry.
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Sometimes messes are actually quite organized for those who know where everything is while in that state of disarray.
I could feel for the missing glasses. I lose them even when I’m wearing them.
Fun tale … Be Safe … Stay Healthy
Isadora
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Organised mess – now that sounds sensible! As for glasses, I’ve done exactly that many a time! Thanks so much, Isadora.
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You and my husband would get along famously.
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Nice to know! Thanks, Linda.
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Sometimes cleaning up isn’t worth it. Aim for organised chaos.
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That makes perfect sense! Cheers Tannille.
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Thanks Keith for your contribution to the prompt. This year, I might join you in this blog hop. Wishing you all the best for this New Year. Take care.
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Thanks, Susan, I really hope you do. It’s great fun and enjoyed by a lovely bunch of contributors.
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I believe we all have a link in our mind that knows exactly where things are, but if you mess up the illogical thought – well you’re damned if you can find any thing again. Brains, eh who would have them?
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Very true James! Now, where are my brains?
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Oddly I just tidied my desk yesterday in preparation for a rather big project I’ll be involved in for the next three months. I’ve spent most of today looking for things…
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That really doesn’t surprise me! Perhaps you should have put off tidying for three months!
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Oh, the cruel irony! And after those immortal words too: “I put it off for yonks, and now it’s diddley-doddley-done!” Language is putty in your hands, Keith. 😀
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I do believe words should be pliable! Thanks for lovely comment Dora.
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You’re most welcome!
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‘At least when it was a mess I knew where everything was!’ Amen! That is me….. Enjoyed!
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You are in good company it seems! Cheers Roger.
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Someone once asked me why I tried so hard to keep things organized. I said, “It gives me the illusion that my mind is organized too.” Bless that illusion!
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Definitely an illusion!
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Pizza? Result! I’m gonna start tidying up straight away!
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Thsy get better with age! Cheers Ali.
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Sometimes there is order to the chaos other people see. At least we know our glasses are under the box of uneaten pizza!
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Exactly, organised chaos!
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This has unfortunate undertones for me, married to a man with dementia who ‘sorts out’ his things several times a week!
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Oh dear, that must be difficult at times. I guess you’ve become an expert at un-sorting!
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Ain’t that the truth. My husband tidies ‘for me’, which is even worse!
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Oh dear! I bet it is!
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Mess or no, I can never seem to find anything.
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The story of my life!
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you saved the best line for last. well done. 🙂
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I felt it summed it up! Cheers plaridel.
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Interesting what was found in that desk (hmm)! I certainly can relate to the “where’s my glasses?” bit and I know where everything is in my own mess. Clever story, Keith!
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One persons mess is another’s treasure chest I always say! Thanks Brenda.
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Don’t eat the pizza. And of course you can’t find anything now, but you’ll get used to it.
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It’s so old I’d break my teeth on it! Bring back the chaos I say.
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Tha’ts how I feel. Don’t mess with my piles. That was even part of my story this week.
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I’ll leave your piles well alone Tessa!
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Thank you Keith. Now I just have to convince my aide to leave them alone LOL!
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I love the way your stories roll along so merrily, like a barrel of ale rolling downhill over cobbles. Exhilarating!
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I like that description! Cheers Penny.
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Cheers, Keith!
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LOL doesn’t that always happen!
Though where did you put the mouse and the pizza?
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are the pizza and gave the mouse a state funeral!
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It really is like that for some, messy organization. But I’m curious about the scrap of pizza. I mean pizza is so good isn’t it always ALL gone! 🙂
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Actually, I never waste a scrap!
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Great feeling when I finally do something that bothered me for so long – like tidying my desk🙃
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I agree with you! It’s also surprising what you find!
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