Daily Prompt: Sweeping Motions

The Daily Prompt: Sweeping Motions asks “which is messier – your bedroom or your computer desktop?”  Well, my computer desktop and my bed are currently both pretty messy.

This is my desktop at work. In 2012. On a very hot day.  Since then folders and documents have bred, and bred again, to virtually cover that beautiful arid landscape (Haleakalā, Hawaii).  I’d love to show you what it looks like but I’d have to hide all those folders and documents lest you see something “sensitive”.

Ridiculous

My bed is messy because the manservant has been away for a couple of weeks.  His side is currently cluttered with my laptop, my kindle, various catalogs, a couple of letters, a tee shirt & pair of socks (incase it gets cold through the night), the Strassburg sock I put on my silly foot and a pair of reading glasses.  I rather enjoy having the freedom to spread these things out rather than stacking them neatly on my bedside table.   The manservant is on his way home though, so stacked neatly they will be tomorrow.  My computer desktop though is likely to just get messier & messier……

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What I see is what you get….

Today’s prompt is Ready, Set, Done  to write for 10 minutes about any subject and then post it with either no editing or very little.  I wouldn’t subject you to a post like that as my first drafts don’t make much sense –  they’re jottings, disconnected sentences, and punctuation?  what’s that!

But, the prompt reminded me of another life when I worked as the PA (personal assistant) to a woman who owned & ran a gym with over 2,000 members.  She would write her letters & memos in an exercise book and when she was ready to send something out she’d hand me the book and point out the, not necessarily sequential, pages to be typed; pages that looked like they were filled with chicken scratch.  I’m a touch typist and I can type fast; very fast.  But, given the length of time between her handing me that book and me giving her back a first draft you’d think I was still typing on the little portable typewriter I learnt to type on!   You know, the ones that came in a little carry case and where the “keyboard” was too small for your fingers and keys would come up in multiples and get stuck together! 

She would go through my first attempt and mark up the “errors” in exactly the same illegible scribble!  I’d be back at the golfball 3 or 4 times before it was acceptable.  One day she handed me the exercise book and pointed out the pages she wanted transformed into a beautiful business letter.  I set to work ……and typed exactly what I was seeing.   I typed it directly on letterhead and, as I handed it to her, I proudly announced that I’d finally conquered her handwriting so the letter wouldn’t need any revision.  In my mind I can still see her expression as she looked at the  gooblydedook on the page – I think she wondered if I’d suffered some cerebral episode!  ..  Then we both laughed and she tried really hard after that to straighten up her scribble.

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To Organise or Organize

Another Daily Prompt:  Verbal Confirmation

I’m an eldest child and I’m an organizer.  My siblings would call me bossy; *very* bossy.

Everything requires a plan.  I’m the one with colour coded spreadsheets.  Printed out.  In a folder.  With tabs.

Today I have to know where I’m sleeping tomorrow night.  And the night after.

I am not the one to take on a spur of the moment hit-the-road jaunty adventure.  It would not be jaunty; it would be terrifying.

Extensively planning just about every facet of one’s life can be exhausting so why don’t I let someone else take a turn?  Because I’d get stressed out worrying that they might not be organized enough! Their spreadsheets wouldn’t be how I’d do them ……

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Fact or Fiction

I don’t like the prompt of today, today, so I’m answering yesterday’s …Fact or Fiction.  Besides, if I had one vial of truth serum, or any number of vials, I wouldn’t announce beforehand who I was going to use it on.

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So what’s my thing, fiction or non-fiction?   I like both, but my leaning is definitely towards fiction as I love to weave myself into the storyline.  At the beginning of  2010, I joined a reading challenge to finish 50 books in 52 weeks and finished up reading 62.  It helped that I was spending 110 minutes a day in trains.  I dutifully recorded on my blog what I read and what I thought of it.  So, flushed with that success I aimed to finish 75 in 2011.  Looking through my archives I don’t see where I ever recorded my final result.  I recorded a total of 37 at the end of July so let’s just assume that, because I was sort of on-track then,  I absolutely did finish 75 and probably more!  Or,  perhaps I need that truth serum to test my own memory and that assumption!

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Non-fiction does not always equal fact and fiction can contain a lot of fact (or very little); some people read purely for escapism and some to learn, but whatever you read I hope you continue finding joy in turning pages ….. or swiping, tapping or pushing “play”.

img_6704a-e1292177009198     I took this photo in a library in Charles Town, West Virginia

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