Organizational Hell.

Mood: swell
Music: Sarah McLachlan - Adia

I have just spent the last two hours creating and printing out calenders and scheduals, and organizing my binders in a desperate and vain attempt at becoming organized. Or, at least organized enough to trick everyone else into thinking that I'm organized.
Embarassingly enough, my new obsession started in Tutoring class when I told my fourteen-year-old boy student to get his work out. The work was out with one graceful sweeping-open of his immaculate schoolbook, while I on the other hand was shuffling through loose papers for the next couple of minutes. Err... right.

So in the last two hours I re-learned how to make Microsoft Excel into my slave, and after an extensive search, successfully located the binder I've been meaning to find for a month! Yay! (It was under some cushons on the window sill.) Oh, that reminds me - nobody look under my bed. It's the portal to hell.

Ta Da.