A clean desk

I woke up this morning to my desk.  Actually I do not have one anymore.  I moved the computer desk up to the bedroom where it is now accumulating clutter.  In fact, that is the very reason why I moved it out of the living room.  I know have this that is sort of a desk. I like it because it is old.

 I cannot pile junk on it.  It is too small.  But somehow I do.  I have my files I regularly use in the cubby hole below.  Works for me.  So I woke up this morning to my desk and clean off the extra papers and filed or threw them out.  One giant step towards sanity.