I did it. I cleaned off my desk. I did NOT feel like it, but I did it.

Sometimes when I don’t feel like it, I’ll get into the mood once I get started.

Not this time. I never got into the mood, but I didn’t quit.

I really sound crabby today, and I’ll blame that on Billy Blanks. My thighs are killing me after doing a new tae–bo video this morning. I’m glad they hurt because it means I actually did something, but I’m cranky.

Now let me clarify before I show the pictures that the after pic isn’t beautiful. It’s low-clutter, but not beautiful. Something about the half-removed wallpaper showing behind the desk kind of ruins the effect. But hey, one of my excuses for not finishing the wallpaper removal is that I was afraid to move the desk for fear that something would fall on me. Now that excuse is gone.

Was this difficult? No. There was only one pile of things to be filed (not that I have a filing system yet) and one pile of things that never should have been absent-mindedly placed on the desk in the first place. There were also two shopping bags full of trash.

I even got underneath and removed the half-hanging-off slide out keyboard drawer. It broke about a year ago and I’ve been slamming my knee into it ever since. It was probably the most labor-intensive part of this task. Believe me, I looked at the clock, hoping that I didn’t have enough time to do it before I had to go get the boys from school. Unfortunately, I had plenty of time.

Here goes.

Before:

 

And after:

This is a big step in the right direction. At least I got to listen to Wicked while I worked.

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