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Looks Are Deceiving

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This picture may look innocuous for most people, but for some of my clients, this represents frustration and avoidance.

It’s the harmless actions that we do on a daily basis, those mundane tasks, that when not maintained properly, cause so much heartache.

“What’s wrong with a bunch of envelopes opened?” You may ask. Nothing, I reply.

Nothing harmful here, until you step back from your desk and realize there are dozens of envelopes in the same, partially-opened condition.

Maybe there’s dozens of envelopes. There could possibly be hundreds, thousands perhaps. Some are shoved deep in the recesses of your second desk drawer. Many are bundled together with rubber bands, stacked a foot high on the side of your trash can.

I’ve seen this situation before with some of my clients. Some are entrepreneurs who work at home. Others are those who are behind on bills, not because they can’t afford to pay, but because that bill in stuck somewhere in one of many piles.

The avoidance hits you, and the tinge of guilt creeps in each time you sit at your desk.

Take a deep breath. Exhale.

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Imagine these papers on top of your desk.

Yes, you may have hundreds of papers, but they are in their correct group and bundled together, via a paper clip. You’ve decided to take charge of your paperwork. You’re halfway there.

Take another deep breath. Exhale.

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What’s this?

This is the part of your desk where the paperwork lay. Your bills, statements, and other documents have now been filed, shredded, or placed in your Inbox.

If you can’t imagine this happening, may I suggest a helping hand? If you live in the Central Texas area and are having difficulties organizing paperwork, let me know. You can also visit my Thumbtack account here┬áto see my other work and reviews.

Thank you.

 

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No Shame In Here

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Many years ago, I visited my OB-GYN. I rushed to the appointment, but I made sure I showered before. However, I realized a few moments after undressing in the exam room that my right leg was half shaven and my left was as hairy as Bigfoot.

Apologizing profusely to my female doctor, she assured me with a calm reply. “No shame in here”. The exam went without a hitch, and it was as pleasant as it could be.

I’ve organized homes packed with clothes and knick-knacks from floor to ceiling. I’ve packed books that fell apart in my hands. I’ve cleaned not so fresh bathrooms and kitchens that haven’t been kept for weeks.

Most of my clients are special needs. Over the past few years, the majority of my clients are those with auto-immune conditions. I do not seek out these particular clients; it just happens. Those clients usually have some pretty bad days, weeks, or months.

Whenever I am greeted at the door with, “Sorry about the mess”, I smile and reply as pleasantly as I can, “No shame in here”.