Hubbykins, this morning, very sweetly said, "I'm curious about what your bedside table plan is." That was his tactful way of saying, "Please! For the love of all that is good and pure, remove a few of the messy piles o' paper." Which I did, and all is well.
I grow jealous of the writers who have their offices featured in Entertainment Weekly. Streamlined desks, non-post-it-covered laptops, organized pendaflex filing system, and a regal horse statue (always the horse).
What is on my desk: desk protector that hubbykins made me buy, tiny fake mouse with the ears and tail loved off, Cricut cutting system for all the craft projects I don't complete, purple velvet pre-kissed frog prince, two overflowing legal pads of ideas and notes, a smallish gnome statue, pre-filed receipts, baby Cotton Candy My Little Pony, stapler, tape dispenser, picture frames (oh, the picture frames!), wooden box full of old letters, weinie whistle.
What is not on my desk: laptop, regal horse statue.