For those of you who were a bit concerned about me last week when I was not paid here is evidence that I eventually was. I'm preparing to sign my first paycheck in 19 years. Woohoo!
Now in the interest of fairness, I ragged on Diana who always kept her room at home like a pigsty. She now keeps her side of the dorm room neat while her roommate slobs out. Well, I have to admit my desk at home is a horror. It's a perpetual avalanche threat. Here's is the evidence.
Over the last couple of weeks at work I have endeavored to expunge my desk there of extraneous crap because it drives me out of my mind to have a hundred patients to deal with and an equal number of bits of paper and things all over the desk. I have considered the irony of this tendency. That is significantly cleaner than when I inherited it from the girl I replaced and it's workable, but there is some stuff I still want to get rid of. Go ahead, laugh. I find the irony amusing too.