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I am seeing Valeskah tonight, so I told her I would bring a long her receipt for Swancon, as I still had the original. I knew exactly where it was - in an envelope marked "Valeskah, Punkrocker1991, LLBoy and LLGirl's Receipts" (Names have been changed to protect the not at all innocent.) However, as to the exact location of the envelope itself..... Ok, drawing a problem here.
It was in my organizer, however a few months ago my organizer took a nosedive while open, and a lot of the papers ended up strewn around the place around the corner under my desk. Ok, I'll start the search in the place where I shove documents and stuff that I need but not sure where to file.
Things I found the last time I did that: My success ring. (Actually, I have two, but this was my original one.) It's my huge purple one that I got from the Paddy's Markets in Sydney. Amethyst. :-)
Things I found this time: My mobile. I'm amused. It was even in the same shelf of the stationary holder as the ring had been last time! LOL! I had been meaning to email![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
leachim for about three weeks now asking if it was OK to return the mobile to him after the birth - mostly I realised I wanted to have something so people could sms me unobtrusively while I was in hospital! :-) So, amused, I continue. I also re-found my certificate for Morningstar Industries. (My business name. *grin*)
Ok. No envelope with the required pork scratchings on the front. Dammit. So. Going down. The corner under my desk where the organiser fell and deposited Stuff(tm). It also has about 800 plus cotton balls on sticks (also known as cotton buds applicators by users of Johnson's... except these were a very cheap brand which bent when you look at them) lying in a pile on the floor since the container of them fell several months ago and I had been ignoring it. :-) So, cleaned that all up, found some hair lackeys, some display cups for crystals, floppy disks, spiders, catalogues, the usual piles of sh*t. No envelope, but damnit, I could even vacuum down there now. :-)
I have also managed to find receipts for 6 more visits to the chiro that chesh has made, which I have not yet claimed back from HBF. Life is funny. :-) Well, I find my life funny. I guess someone has to
So, I now have my keyboard covered with sh*t that now has a filing home and so can't be shoved back into corners but must eventually be filed. And other oddments (metal tins of envelopes, more envelopes, packaging from chai tea, other peoples' swancon reciepts, flyers from banks and credit unions, CDs, and coloured card) which I need to make decisions on. Now, I'd like to point out at this point that this is all from the left side of my desk. It's the side with the least junk on it. I look at the right side and sigh. This is also a cleaned version of my desk. I did a throw-out only a few months ago.
So. I look at the right side of my desk. And I thought to myself. "Why don't I check the place where I put ALL my envelopes of stuff usually?" I think you can all see where this is heading. And it's not a happy place. Yes. It was there. Yes, I am an idiot. Yes, my desk is still covered with sh*t while I blog this. Yes, I am laughing, screaming, crying and sobbing inside. Yes, I now have the reciepts for people to use for their tax returns.
*grin*
OH JESUS MAJOR FUCK I JUST LOOKED INSIDE THE ENVELOPE AND WENT THROUGH ALL THE RECIPES AND THEY'RE NOT IN THERE FUCK
Hang on. Ok. *relieved*
Yes they are, they just weren't in the big pile I took out of the envelope, but folded by themselves, hence they didn't come out when I grabbed all the rest. I think I have had enough excitement for the day!
It was in my organizer, however a few months ago my organizer took a nosedive while open, and a lot of the papers ended up strewn around the place around the corner under my desk. Ok, I'll start the search in the place where I shove documents and stuff that I need but not sure where to file.
Things I found the last time I did that: My success ring. (Actually, I have two, but this was my original one.) It's my huge purple one that I got from the Paddy's Markets in Sydney. Amethyst. :-)
Things I found this time: My mobile. I'm amused. It was even in the same shelf of the stationary holder as the ring had been last time! LOL! I had been meaning to email
leachim for about three weeks now asking if it was OK to return the mobile to him after the birth - mostly I realised I wanted to have something so people could sms me unobtrusively while I was in hospital! :-) So, amused, I continue. I also re-found my certificate for Morningstar Industries. (My business name. *grin*) Ok. No envelope with the required pork scratchings on the front. Dammit. So. Going down. The corner under my desk where the organiser fell and deposited Stuff(tm). It also has about 800 plus cotton balls on sticks (also known as cotton buds applicators by users of Johnson's... except these were a very cheap brand which bent when you look at them) lying in a pile on the floor since the container of them fell several months ago and I had been ignoring it. :-) So, cleaned that all up, found some hair lackeys, some display cups for crystals, floppy disks, spiders, catalogues, the usual piles of sh*t. No envelope, but damnit, I could even vacuum down there now. :-)
I have also managed to find receipts for 6 more visits to the chiro that chesh has made, which I have not yet claimed back from HBF. Life is funny. :-) Well, I find my life funny. I guess someone has to
So, I now have my keyboard covered with sh*t that now has a filing home and so can't be shoved back into corners but must eventually be filed. And other oddments (metal tins of envelopes, more envelopes, packaging from chai tea, other peoples' swancon reciepts, flyers from banks and credit unions, CDs, and coloured card) which I need to make decisions on. Now, I'd like to point out at this point that this is all from the left side of my desk. It's the side with the least junk on it. I look at the right side and sigh. This is also a cleaned version of my desk. I did a throw-out only a few months ago.
So. I look at the right side of my desk. And I thought to myself. "Why don't I check the place where I put ALL my envelopes of stuff usually?" I think you can all see where this is heading. And it's not a happy place. Yes. It was there. Yes, I am an idiot. Yes, my desk is still covered with sh*t while I blog this. Yes, I am laughing, screaming, crying and sobbing inside. Yes, I now have the reciepts for people to use for their tax returns.
*grin*
OH JESUS MAJOR FUCK I JUST LOOKED INSIDE THE ENVELOPE AND WENT THROUGH ALL THE RECIPES AND THEY'RE NOT IN THERE FUCK
Hang on. Ok. *relieved*
Yes they are, they just weren't in the big pile I took out of the envelope, but folded by themselves, hence they didn't come out when I grabbed all the rest. I think I have had enough excitement for the day!
