The perfectionist in me yearns for a clean, uncluttered desk. A clean, cleared desk exudes a calmness and peace that must be conducive to productivity, right? The distractions are gone. One can dig right in and work. But life gets in the way... .
Here's my life as a secretary/receptionist. My desk will look great. The files are put away, the phone message pad is laying nicely on the side, a notepad is ready for longer directives. My large wide screen monitor sits in front of me. I'll be editing a letter on part of the screen; my e-mail and "To Do" list open on another part of the screen. Things look so under control, so clean, so uncluttered.
And then the phone rings... . Jotting down the message, I turn back to edit the letter -- but don't quite get there before the phone rings again. I head to the file cabinet to pull out a file in order to answer the question at hand. Someone enters the office as I'm finishing up the call. The file gets dropped on my desk while I go to help the person make some photocopies. While helping them, someone else comes into the office needing copies of a form. Heading back to the file cabinet I locate the necessary file, pull out the form, and make the copies. I'm barely through photocopying those when I need to excuse myself at the sound of the phone ringing yet again. I take another message... . Hanging up the phone I suddenly realize I am alone once again in a quiet office, but my once cleared desk is no longer clear.
Lofty goals of a cleared desk and reality don't always line up...at least not in my world. Accepting the fact that at various times throughout the day my desk will be a messy desk is a necessary compromise, knowing that whenever possible I will take the time to clear it. And of course, by closing time, I will consistently clean and clear my desk.