When I'm on deadline, I put on my blinders and ignore the rest of the world (except when I'm procrastinating) and I sit at my desk and work. I don't cook, clean, do laundry, or bathe (okay, I do occasionally bathe). I write.
During my write-a-thon, I also ignore my sweet little black pug, Ruby, more than is allowed. So she does very bad things to get my attention. Like bring me shoes from my closet, or toys from the boys' rooms, or q-tips from the trash can. She goes and gets whatever she can find that might possibly pull me away from my computer.
So when she trots under my desk and gets especially quiet or starts making a loud crunching noise, I stop writing, and pull whatever she has out of her mouth and absentmindedly throw it on my desk.
I would also open up the mail and leave it on my desk. Kids' school work, school calendars, important stuff I should sign...ON MY DESK. And during the occasional procrastination trip to my attic, I'd dig something else up like pics and leave them where? You got it...on my desk.
By the end of my six week hiatus, my desk looked like this:Can I tell you how glad I am that you can't see the dust? Whoa.
Yesterday, I took a Claritin (seriously, that was some kind of dust) and I got busy. And this was the result of a few hours of cleaning and dusting:So much better.
What's your work surface like? Do you prefer neat and orderly or do you wind up with cluttered chaos?