Okay, so I'll admit it. My office has reached "critical mass" and I do need to spend some time today picking up before I can achieve any real work. (If you are new to how I keep my workspaces, you can catch up here.) It seems the books did leap off the bookshelf and have some sort of party of the floor- I can't imagine what they got at Office Depot that they found so much fun. (Oh goodness, it looks like it might be materials for filing!) And the couch is no longer interactive- it is just acting as an upholstered work table. Apparently, my idea of adding the shelf right next to it has not turned out to be the neatening trick I thought it might. But that clutter isn't on the couch too, right?
I do have a sewing project I want to finish today too that I hope to get on the web this weekend. So one or the other will get done today-- maybe both.
And again, let me remind you, my mother did not make me this way. This is in no way a reflection on her or her parenting skills.
Now that I study the pictures and compare them to last fall's, it's not that bad. I'll pick it up tomorrow.