I write posts on Aiming Low from time to time about simple ways to get more organized.

On one of those posts, someone wrote a very astute comment that went something to the effect of “I don’t trust people who don’t have a junk drawer.”

I think that’s right on the money, actually.

My theory is that the reason that some people are really good at some things is because they’re also bad at other things. I haven’t actually tested this theory and it could just be some lame attempt to justify my own mediocrity, but let’s assume that this is true to at least some extent.

So, I am really good at organizing space, paper clips, socks and events.

I am so organized, in fact, that certain crazy people you may know say weird crap like, “Hey, I’ve heard you’re really organized” upon meeting me for the very first time. You know who you are, crazy.

But, guess what? I have a dirty, disorganized secret, and in the interest of upholding Aiming Low principles, I’m going to divulge this imperfection.

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You can read the rest of this post HERE.

(P.S. Partially republished here with permission.)

(And, yes, this is going to be a regular thing.  I publish over there once a week.  So a weekly thing.)