I spent the past two days cleaning off the top of my desk.
It had about two-and-a-half years of accumulated notes, ideas, phone numbers, and other such valuable but disorganized stuff on it, and I’ve been trying to move everything into a more organized way of being. Why? Because I seem to have joined the cult of people who follow David Allen and his book/personal productivity lifestyle, called Getting Stuff Done. Don’t ask—just read about it on Wikipedia if you want.
I’ve kind of gotten to a point in my life where—with all these projects, with all these children—something needed to change. And yes, I only have two children, but I’ll tell you, with toddler and the infant there are moments where I think: