This morning I woke up with the best of intentions. My workspace (not even in the most enthusiastic moments could I call it a studio, it's a pokey bit at the bottom of the stairs that I share with the guinea pigs) needed a damn good clean, tidy and organise. Tasks which require skills I don't exactly have in spades. So in my usual procrastinatory(?) manner, I thought I best unblock my chakras first, and do a bit of yoga. Apparently if they are blocked you only use one third of your life force, did you know that? Unfortunately the dog had nicked the cat food this morning and his chakras kept unblocking too, and the cat kept coiling herself round me while I'm trying to fire breathe through my third eye........not good.
It did the job though, cos although it's taken me all day, I can now see my desk again and for the next week or so, I will know where everything is. I feel so clean!


Don't suppose that you'd fancy sorting out my work space as well, seeing as though you've done such a good job! ??? Debs
ReplyDeleteWell, is it really worth the cost of a return ticket to Norfolk, putting me up in Sprowston Manor, not to mention my chakra unblocking antics just to have a tidy workspace for a week? If so, bring it on!
ReplyDeleteI loved this post! I can relate to the pet issues. The thing that is different for me is that if I tidy and put things away I can't find much of anything!
ReplyDeleteHaha, I'm finding that a problem right now! When there is a mountain of stuff, at least you know what you want is somewhere in that mountain. Now, it's anyone's guess where I put that damn drawing I want to scan!
ReplyDeleteI'm jealous of your tidiness *spying radiohead tickets with envy*
ReplyDeletedust+builders bums+dust+renovations+my own sluttish disregard for the polish = my home is a box-rummaging tip!
it used to get to me but not now the end is in sight
the day of reckoning *and clearing up* is looming
if it took you all day to do your desk ....
thanks for scaring me ^_*
This inspires me to sort all my "piles" around the house...and the much dreaded junk drawers.
ReplyDeleteChoc-I'm married to a builder; dust, bums and ongoing renovations? Tell me about it!
ReplyDeleteMonica-haha, yes the drawers. We call them 'disaster drawers' and have so many that I dare not open them!