I found some consolation in a quotation my friend Marie shared: "If a cluttered desk is a sign of a cluttered mind, what's an empty desk a sign of?"
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Results of a Google search attribute those comforting words to Albert Einstein. I accept that without spending any more time searching.
That's progress on my path to organization, I hereby declare.
But one more detour is essential. A book I borrowed from the library more than 30 years ago —
"Sidetracked Home Executives: From Pigpen to Paradise," the 1977 bestseller by Pam Young and Peggy Jones, has stayed with me.
The sisters' 3-by-5-inch index-card-organizational system was too complicated for me, but I remember laughing out loud at the mishaps that led them to orderliness.
I'm not there yet. Probably won't ever be. And although I aspire to a tidier desk, I proclaim that digressions, distractions and detours enrich my life.
Self-acceptance also provides consolation.
Yes, Happy New Year.
Kate Coleman covers The Maryland Symphony and writes a monthly column for The Herald-Mail.