Ah, the stupid little things that make us smile. My office is slowly coming together. Last night my BH hung the fancy-pants organization board I bought. Thing weighs a ton, but he assures me it will not rip a giant hole in the wall and cause the building to fall down. (He built the house so he should know.)
I have a lot of projects going on right now, and I start travelling again in October, so it is a relief to have the board up. I live in mortal fear of getting a phone call and the person says on the other line “Um, we’re expecting you to give the keynote speech to the Big Teacher Conference in Faraway State, ah, in ten minutes. Any chance you could make it?” Or an editor will call and say I book I had totally forgotten about is six months overdue.
My board will make sure that doesn’t happen.
The other day I stumbled across the fact that Thomas Jefferson kept a couple of organizational aids too (scroll down to the middle of the page).
I could rant for many more paragraphs about all my little organizational gadgets, but then I wouldn’t meet today’s writing goal, and my family would roll their eyes because they are all SICK AND TIRED of me and my crazy calendar lust. So I am creeping back to work now.
Wishing you all an organized and well-annotated day.