A slow friday at work makes me really wish that I at least had an office with a window. Below is a shot of what I see if I look out of my office door. Not much of a view at all, is it? I see only a tiny glimpse of the outside through another office’s window, but it’s enough to at least give me an idea of what the weather is like.
A habit, good or bad, is one thing that takes so much determination to be able to change. I’m presenting to you one of my worst habits, sitting next to the champion procrastination, disorganization. No matter how hard I try to keep my desks neat and orderly, they always become this huge pool of whatever papers can find their way to it. A mess-magnet I shall begin calling it
A few notable items found buried in the pile of papers in the picture above: my time sheet, voicemail directions, Dr. Pepper (a desperate attempt to sooth my cravings for a Coke, which we are out of here at the moment), and a few burnt CDs, which by the way will have to be looked at before determining if they are any good due to my lack of effort to write on them! But hey I get things done, despite my messy desk.
The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want and if they can’t find them, make them.
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