Yesterday I decided that this was the weekend I would clean/organize my office. Everything started out well, I organized the mess of papers into neat piles and even threw out a bunch of stuff. My desk was looking pretty good.
Today I tackled the filing. I was almost up to date, there was just a small pile of papers to file. Then it happened. Crash, who has been following me all over the house since I came back from Boston decided to sit, then sleep on the papers to be filed. Since I'm such a softee I didn't want to wake her and, of course, that was the perfect excuse to stop.
Even though I didn't finish cleaning, my desk does look much better, especially when there is no cat sleeping on it.