I haven't read A Perfect Mess: The Hidden Benefits of Disorder—How Crammed Closets, Cluttered Offices, and On-the-Fly Planning Make the World a Better Place. But for the mood I'm in now, maybe I should. I can tell from the summaries and reviews that the authors have an interesting and most likely valid point, from which those of us on the losing side of the battle with entropy can take comfort.
However, at the moment my cluttered office and decidedly disorganized desk are not making the world a better place; not my world, anyway. So I plan to treat myself tomorrow to some personal time (i.e. I'm going to try hard to carve out a non-interruptible hour) for combing some of the tangles out of my life. Maybe it will take my mind off the fact that the new SD card I bought for my camera isn't working and I think it's the camera's problem because it works in my computer and I have an e-mail request for help in the works with Kodak but in the meantime I can't help being a bit annoyed and consequently grumpy. Which may be why the mess is suddenly annoying. Then again, I'm that way in other areas: The length of my hair can go from "no problem" to "I MUST get a haircut NOW!" overnight....
Why am I relating all this inconsequential detail? Because Janet misses knowing about the mundane events of our lives. The rest of you can read or ignore at your pleasure (which you do anyway).
