How did it get to this sad state? I vowed the last time I cleaned, it would stay that way. It didn't. Now, with company coming and my previous plans dashed, it seemed as though the universe was telling me, time to clean my room.
I don't like working in a messy area. I like to be able to find what I want, and to have tidy surroundings. Somehow, my office always manages to fill up with this and that, and I vow to clean it soon. Today, I swore an oath on my dust-free desk to keep it in good condition. I know the words will flow smoother, and my mind will be clear, if my work space is clean. Here's hoping!