It’s Okay To Be Disorganized

“One of the advantages of being disorganized is the joy of discovery.” — A.A. Milne

My desk is a mess right now.

Random papers — some important, some not — lay scattered across the wooden surface in disjointed piles. A weird selection of pencils, markers and acrylic paints are strewn about.

I’ve got a couple of desk drawers full of artwork and writing projects that I’ve managed to classify into two categories: finished and unfinished (will probably never be finished).

If Hell exists, then I can only imagine that perfectionists who end up there will be forced to sit at my desk for all eternity, unable to organize it.

Jokes aside, I’ll be honest with you.

I’m probably never going to really organize my desk. Sure, I might straighten it up every once in awhile — discard some old papers, rearrange my pencils — but it will never be the epitome of order that it’s expected to be.

And that’s okay.

Disorganization is just another personality trait

When people talk about how disorganized or messy they are, it’s usually followed by:

“…but I need to clean up.”