State of Disarray

I sometimes think that my desk is a one on one reflection of the state that my brain is in.

Right now that would be: cluttered. There are those periods of hit and run, when I find myself coming back from one thing, dumping all the gear in the cellar and the office, and dashing off to the next… which results in this.

On the plus side it means that technically speaking I am telling the truth when someone phones me about something I had… misplaced in my mind, if one were less charitable one might say “forgotten”, and I tell them that they are on a note in my stack of to-do items – then this is true!

Well, I suppose it is really merely a question of which level they are at! Now where did a put that note…?!