- A letter and contract that is high priority and must be mailed out before 5pm.
- My laptop with the CD's I've been meaning to upload sitting on top of it.
- The monitor on my computer which is currently showing my Facebook page.
- My personal thumb drive with my annoyingly faded initials on it.
Which one should I do first? The letter, definitely the letter. I turn to the letter and think just before picking it up, I should put this down in my timesheet first so I know exactly how long I worked on it, SHOOT! How is it already 2:15! What have I been doing for the last 15 minutes, I JUST sat down! As I'm thinking this, I scan my desk to figure out what I was doing and notice the laptop with the CD's. Man, I wanted to upload those CD's today. Maybe I'll start that first before I start the letter-NO. It's not as important as the letter, I'll just move it out of sight because it's annoying me sitting out like that. No! I don't have time for that and it's not even in my way. Just pick up the letter, Valerie. Just pick it up and-oh, that thumb drive is gonna get lost sitting at the edge of my desk like that. And without thinking - and I literally mean that - I pick up the thumb drive. Instead of dropping it into my waiting purse underneath the desk, I find my Sharpie and go to work tracing over my initials on the thumb drive. Half-way through tracing over the H, I realize what I'm doing. I put down the thumb drive and sharpie and turn my attentions back to the letter…which I suddenly can't find.
I panic.
I frantically scan my desk for where it could be and notice - once again - that the laptop is just sitting there like a sore thumb. My urge to move it comes back, and right before I reach for it I remember that I'm panicked for some reason. For no logical reason, instead of addressing my panicked feeling, I check my Facebook page to see if anyone has commented on my status update. There's something nagging at the back of my mind while I check Facebook, and I suddenly remember: The letter! AGAIN, I scan my desk, and this time I find the letter…
Right. Where. I left. It.
What the heck! I JUST looked there. What, is there some gremlin at my desk, moving my stuff around and confusing me all day? SHEESH. I hate this letter! I don't even want to touch it now. Where's my soda? Why is that thumb drive still sitting on the edge of my desk...
It is now 4pm…

(In case you thought I was making it up...)
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