I Swear NO MORE CLUTTER

It's Saturday night, a few minutes before eight. I'm in the office, frantically filing, cleaning, shredding, and dashing off manic emails which will surely come across as rather garbled to their poor, non-manic recipients. My current thought is wondering whether or not my successor would prefer a clean desk or clean files..... I am still at the point of trying to achieve both, but things are looking bad. Pretty soon the round file will be bulging at the edges. Why so much clutter? Why notes and scribbles from three years ago? I know that we have all been here before - but truly - this time I promise: No more clutter!

House looks the same....