Waiting To Be Recycled

This is the pile accumulated on the floor of my office in my home. All of my mistakes, old, useless notes and some things that need to be shredded get tossed there.

My cleaning lady comes every two weeks at 8 am. At 7:55 am on the day she is to arrive, I rush around picking things up for the recycle bin and start shredding away.

It's not the only thing I straighten before she arrives, but it is definitely the messiest (and the most colorful) section of the house.