I did it!

I finally went through my mail basket. Just thought I should update that and let you know.

Sad, isn't it, that it took so long!

My mail is piling up.

I was talking with a friend today about getting my office organized. It must be done. It is horrid. This is my home office I am talking about. My work office - neat as a pin and always a clean desktop, organized beyond belief. It's personal with me. (See office pictures at bottom)

HOME OFFICE

Anyway, I told my friend I really need to go through my mail. I have this system. I bring my mail in, and put in in a basket, then once a month I go through the basket, pay the non-Electronic Funds Transfer or Bank Bill Pay bills, shred the garbage, and file what must be filed. Actually, no, that's a lie, I take the to-be-filed stuff and put it in a to-be-filed drawer that I go through about once every 6 months or so. Yeah, I know. It makes no sense. But it works, for me at least. I have been bitten in the butt a few times by this system, unable to find something I need, a bill slipping through the cracks, or missing a baby shower or something, but it's never been anything great enough to cause me to change my ways.

MAIL BASKET

It made me realize...I don't really sweat the small stuff. Maybe some day I will post about other "small stuff" I don't sweat - but I might not create that post for another month or so, it could take that long to organize my office.

THIS IS MY WORK OFFICE, NICE AND TIDY - heck, my desk is so clean you can see it was a slightly cloudy day when this picture was taken. :) - that doesn't happen at my home office!

UP CLOSE YOU CAN ALMOST SEE THE VIEW OUT MY OFFICE WINDOW

THIS IS MY VIEW WHEN I LEAN BACK IN MY CHAIR

Wierd body hair

Apparently there is a whole world of body and head hair styles I was completely unaware of. Hmmm. This is a picture of Kimbo Slice - (the one on the right), what is going on with that chest hair?

Hang in there.

I realize have let down all 6 of my blog readers. I apologize. I know that daily, you wait, watching anxiously for exciting new posts, and daily you go to bed, in anguish that another day has passed without a blog update. I understand the depression that comes from such prolonged disappointment. I am working on it. I feel your pain.

Hang in there. Be strong. Endure to the end. And all that stuff.