Now, in my defense, I spend 8 hours a day here. So it isn't hard to see how it could get like this. Earlier this week I saw an office that pushed me over the edge and I had to do something about mine. Her before picture was wayyyy better than mine, so I wasn't expecting her results. After being embarrassed about this picture going public, I started cleaning up.
I may or may not have found coupons dating back to July 2010, scraps of fabric, and a charger to a mystery item (really, I have no idea what it goes to but I kept it just in case...which is probably how this mess started in the first place. Oh well). So I'll cut to the chase:
(you may not be able to tell, but it really is more organized not just 'cleaned off')
Ta-da! Ah, that feels so much better. Maybe I'll work twice as fast tomorrow since I have such a tidy workspace...maybe. And I didn't just shove everything in the extra closet or onto Hubs' desk either! Although some things did make it back to his desk...did I mention his desk is a door? A whole entire door on legs. Oh for a desk with some extra real estate. At least I have shelves basically to the ceiling. And I even cleaned out the drawer.