I willed this post into being at 11 a.m. this morning while stuffing my overly disorganized satchel bag with books and loose papers I needed (or thought I needed) for class. My academic life is a jumbled mess. I somehow cannot keep class notes in their appropriate folders and assignments are either strewn out on my bedroom floor, in my desk, on my bed or sadly, in the trash. Why oh why are my assignments in the trash? And for the record, I do not sleep in a pile of homework; however, it appears as though my trained organizational skills are in need of repair.
So there you have it. A wonderful little confession on this Friday afternoon. It feels rather good to get that off my chest.