Let's start over...

Wow...so I got the job! 

It's a fantastic feeling to be told that you have the opportunity to start something new, even though making changes may be hard.  I have a sneaky suspicion that my new role will be pretty challenging, but I'm happy to start something that will give me the chance to start changing lives again and connect with local communities.

Below are a bunch of gorgeous flowers that the director of my current employer sent to congratulate me! Being sent flowers always make me feel emotional, but having flowers from an employer was particularly eye-watering! 

What a mug.

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My last post got me thinking about how I perceive work at the moment.  It's certainly more than a chore- it pays for my bills, mortgage and handbags...but I genuinely feel quite indifferent to my place of work right now. I'm lucky that my boss allows me creative freedom at times and I don't lose sleep at night worrying about the day ahead, but I do feel a little less part of the furniture than I should.

Maybe the problem is down to keeping my desk tidy...

Cutting off that messy part of my personality is like cutting off a limb (I know, so cliche). So whilst looking back at the snap-shot I took last week I noticed something pretty interesting. Amongst all the bits and bobs, I saw my mug. A bright orange Penguin Classics mug. 

I love reading, especially dystopian novels, and Nineteen Eighty-Four is the Daddy of such novels. So when these mugs made by Art Meets Matter started flying off the shelves a few years ago, I snapped one up too. Up until six months ago I had this little beauty neatly placed on top of my kitchen cupboard with a few other Penguin mugs gathering dust. So when I started my new job, I decided to take this one with me to save it from its tea-less existence.   

Now I bet you're thinking that a mug is a mug right? Wrong. This mug perfectly sums up how I feel about work at the moment. I'm in a battle (just like Winston) to fight for my freedom. Although my battle consists of the freedom to clutter my desk without being told off by the boss (Big Brother) and it also makes me feel a little rebellious too- being the only one to deviate away from the generic company mug. Oh yes. 

So sometimes, when work seems a little boring, a little stressful or draining, always remember that 2+2=4 not 5 and work is just work. You still have your personality, so don't let your desk get you down!

The desk.

This desk and I have issues.

It's a nice desk- plain with curves in all the right places, but it doesn't really get me going. As an organised-mess type of person, I would truly love to be neat and tidy, but I just can't get it quite right.

Above is a snap-shot of the desk I sit at in work. I would say that on a scale of 1-bombsite, today was a fairly good day, maybe a 5-6. But on a bad day...well, I've had comments from my boss who happens to be pretty anal about all things looking shiny and new. 

But lately, my problem seems to be spiraling out of control...first there were the post-it notes that appeared wherever I turned, then the empty note pads that landed on my desk and then the mugs...THE MUGS! Empty coffee and hot squash mugs that have become lost between the drinks station and the sink! 

So I've come up with a plan to help me with this problem. I've enlisted a partner in crime to help me with my tidiness woes- the humble drawer.