Somethin' about nothin'

It’s a sickness, I know…but what’s a girl to do? Every time I walk into an office supply store I get as wide-eyed as a kid in a candy store. Why? Because I somehow created this need to be extremely organized. Not just somewhat organized, like most people on the planet…extremely organized. The challenge being, this is not a natural part of my personality.  Why then am I plagued with this need? No, wait…it’s not a need so much as a desire. I’m almost embarrassed to say that I long for it.

(sigh)

Two weeks ago I found myself wandering through an office supply store and I couldn’t help myself. I purchased file folders, post-it’s, a file holder, pens. As most of you know, I have a home office, so to make such a purchase is completely normal…to the unknowing that is. My home office was already well stocked. You see, these are “special” file folders. They’re re-usable. They even have a special pen where I can re-label the tabs, and they’re clear so that I can easily see them or use a some form of color coding. I’ve found a system where I can be organized and do my part to save the planet! That’s all the justification this girl needs! I was almost giddy with excitement…ok, not quite giddy…but I was anxious to put my new discovery into action. As soon as I returned home I put my first folder into my laptop bag, and it was used the next day. I loved it.

Now, two weeks later, I walk by the rest of the pile, and like that little Geico character, it’s still staring at me...waiting, and waiting. I want to find organizational nirvana, believe me I do, but my spontaneous side has already moved on to something new and what was once exciting has now turned into a chore. You see, I long to be extremely organized, but I simply do not have the attention span to support such an activity…thus, the sickness.

What can I say? I’m in sales, and just like most other sales reps I have the attention span of a flea. Well, maybe not quite a flea. Maybe a teenager.