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An Empty Desk

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An Empty Desk

Albert Einstein apparently once said, "If a cluttered desk is a sign of a cluttered mind, of what, then, is an empty desk a sign?" I like his style, for my desk is usually a disaster zone. Indeed, apart from a small space around the keyboard, the rest had disappeared under six inches of papers, correspondence, and various other oddities that I had forgotten all about. So I am wallowing in a virtuous haze at having cleared my half of the study that I share with Carolyn. I might even go so far as to say the other side of the room is cramping my new feng shui decluttered style... 

This is undoubtedly the tidiest my study has been since before we left Blantyre! Part of my clearing was to remove the last of the big packing boxes which was sitting behind my desk chair filled with those awkward odds and sods that you are not quite sure what to do with. I have found them all a place (even in the bin for some of them) and the box has disappeared. A mere eight months since it was deposited there. 

It is, needless to say, my ambition to keep things under control in the future. Which I know is a forlorn hope, but I have to keep up the charade to make myself feel better. I do, however, need to get myself a little more disciplined as some additional responsibilities will be descending over the next months beginning on Monday with taking up the role of Interim Moderator for Kingswells Parish Church while Rev Alisa McDonald is on maternity leave. 

Part of the joys of our presbytery system is the mutual support that is offered between congregations in this way and I look forward to getting to know some of the folks in Kingswells, even as I am still getting to know folks here in Ferryhill. 

After my splurge of organising and clearing, a strong coffee and an hour or two in front of the gogglebox beckon...