Illustration by Jo Gray

Friday’s are my domestic doing days.  That means I don’t plan to work.  Don’t book appointments but instead dedicate myself to cleaning, preening, shopping and preparing the house for the weekend.  Sounds exhausting?  It is!

Yesterday was Friday so there was no exception.  The marathon efforts were started with the usual gusto but half way round my routine I decided that I was not totally at peace with my Domestic Executive workspace and a change around was required.

This wasn’t planned but a natural progression from pulling out the desk to get to the dust and dog hairs that have collected there.  All of a sudden I found myself thinking whether there was merit in re-oriented the desk.  After a few moments procrastination I threw caution to the wind and the desk was moved from under the window to beside the window and all of a sudden Domestic Executive HQ looked like a different world.

After having made the move there was no turning back.  All the computer, telephone, desk lights needed rewiring (well reorganising rather than actually rewiring, that would require an electrician!) and most importantly I was forced to move the piles of paper that have been building up over recent months to make room for things.

Personally I like the move.  It gives me a feeling of more space, I can easily get to the window to open it and close the blinds when it gets dark.  The low winter sun now doesn’t hit me in the eyeball and the basset hounds can’t hoon around the desk legs pulling it with them as they go.  MT did think it had a rather centrifugal effect but I suggested to him he should pay more attention to his own space and consider whether some change was needed in there.  He thought that might be an idea, he could move his chair a little and move the piles of stuff around it from one side to the other just to keep me company.  Oh ha, ha not!

Anyway, after making the move and leaving things sparkling it was apparent that my current system of filing was going to have to be overhauled to.  I know, but there is only so much clutter a girl can bare and to be honest it was stretching my tolerance levels somewhat already.

For once I was content to be inside today.  It was raining anyway and the perfect excuse to sort out the cupboards and create enough space in which to really file stuff away.  My technique of pile it up and close the door had worked well for a while but it was time to cull the clutter and release the pressure on my eyes.  Not to mention improve my ability to find anything more easily.

I’ve always been a bit of a tartar when it comes to keeping my office tidy.  The rest of the house can look like an oasis of calm but my desk somehow becomes a battle ground.  Visitors to our house can bare testament to that as they’ve carved a small area to lay the keyboard in order to surf the net or do their emails. Not to mention tolerate me swanning in and riffling through the mountainous piles to find something, which I usually did!

I think my slovenly behaviour is to do with the years I spent trying to set and example in the work place.  A tidy desk shows good leadership I used to tell myself.  Thinking about it though I did have the luxury of getting rid of most of the clutter by depositing it on my EAs desk (thanks for tolerating this Andrea and Deb’s).  Funny what happens when you don’t have an EA any more – maybe I should get one so I don’t get into the same pickle again.

You know it makes sense to get organised.  You can cleanse the soul and mind as well as the space.  There are some fabulous blogs that focus on such matters.  Check them out if you need any more inspiration.

Virtually organised – I admit to being intimidated here by Debbie’s tips and hints (Is anyone really that organised?)

Today’s Homemaker – a little less anal and a bit more fun

Kikki.K – stationery to die for (well maybe to salivate over!)

See what happens when a girl spends too much time at home.  Cleaning can turn into wholesale reorganising!