Dec. 3rd, 2018

wiseheart: (Valinor by Ted Nasmith)
... including the one that's almost over, and the first farewell gifts have already snowed in. *g* One of my colleagues gifted upon me a craft paper punch and stamp set, a pattern scissor set, a scented candle in a glass and a box of chocolate. Clearly, they know me too well, haha!

Other than that, reality hasn't hit home yet, despite the fact that my study looks like a refugee camp, with all the stuff that I've already dragged home. I shudder from the thought what a pain it would be to sort all of it out and put away so that I might find later what I need. A colleague told me that she's got a notebook where she wrote down where she put her stuff after the renovation of their house, or else she'd be looking for things all the time.

Perhaps I should do the same; the only problem is that I'm not really that organized. I've tried things like that before and failed spectacularly every single time. It's the same as with Mum's book-keeping. She could tell you what we spent our money for every month, back to 1970 or so. I never managed to keep a decent household book in my life. Just don't have the right mindset for it. *sigh*

Which is probably why Mum's been a book-keeper all her life and I'm an amateur writer and craftswoman. Clearly, we use the opposite half of our brains.
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