It’s something I try not to do because, when Mrs. Griz cleans up after me, I can’t find anything for a while. In fact, I usually tell her to leave my mess alone. I even tend to growl at her a bit when she messes with my mess. But times were desperate and I finally gave in again and decided to let Mrs. Griz help me clean up my study at home. Desperate times call for desperate measures. And the times were desperate because the piles of mail, papers and books were getting so deep in my study that I couldn’t even find the things I deposited there, much less things Mrs. Griz might have carried there for me to handle. When I needed to work, I often carried my papers out to the living room or dining room for some free table space and an empty chair in which to sit. I had intended to clean things up myself, but the job seemed so overwhelming I just gave up and continued to push the whole mess off for another day. I even thought of just leaving it for my kids to handle after I’m gone, but they’d probably hire someone
This story is only available from the Westside Eagle Observer archives. Stories can be purchased individually for $2.95. Click here to search for this story in the archives.
Opinion, Pages 6 on 11/07/2012
Print Headline: Sometimes I need professional help