The Fat-Tailed Sheep

Moving on to a new job soon, so I’m cleaning 10 years of garbage out of my desk drawers at work. The biggest surprise is how many partially used gluesticks *and* chapsticks I have. Something about that shape of dispenser must utterly fail to activate the waste-not receptors in my brain.

The other surprise is to be reminded that 10 years ago, I got photos via 3.5” disk. And while I still have those disks, I have no drive in which to insert them. 

Clearly I should have cleaned more often. But I always knew I was more of a piler than a filer.