tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post8816335160209803668..comments2023-08-10T06:57:45.911-04:00Comments on Questioning my Intelligence: PilesSusan Raihalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03018860599601419989noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post-59428065544488202802011-02-04T14:58:05.600-05:002011-02-04T14:58:05.600-05:00Susan, Your article really hit home. I , too am su...Susan, Your article really hit home. I , too am surrounded by piles. My husband constantly compares me to the Collyer brothers of New York City and predicts a dire outcome. <br /><br />http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Collyer_brothers<br /><br />So far I haven't figured out a way that works for me to keep things under control.Lueyeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16672365377189695864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post-63908546858803035412011-02-03T19:51:46.703-05:002011-02-03T19:51:46.703-05:00I think you have somehow visited my craft room wit...I think you have somehow visited my craft room without my knowing it!Janelhttp://www.idonthaveone.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post-35176685689095743952011-02-03T17:30:49.523-05:002011-02-03T17:30:49.523-05:00LOL, Lynn!
I actually did think of that but decid...LOL, Lynn!<br /><br />I actually did think of that but decided there wasn't another word to substitute for what was on my desk...*snort*Susan Raihalahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03018860599601419989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post-91244583202745920892011-02-03T17:29:42.201-05:002011-02-03T17:29:42.201-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.Susan Raihalahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03018860599601419989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post-83361488634958288762011-02-03T17:26:57.818-05:002011-02-03T17:26:57.818-05:00Well to drop this to toilet level, I laughed out ...Well to drop this to toilet level, I laughed out loud when I read the title to this thread. Here in the UK we refer to haemorrhoids as piles and then you see piles are a pain in the butt :)gardenpinkshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13174376745178217681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post-13886967283905018942011-02-03T08:57:32.440-05:002011-02-03T08:57:32.440-05:00Why is it that piles are almost always made of pap...Why is it that piles are almost always made of paper?Dorishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03365905998420493841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post-49691064456628815582011-02-03T07:55:20.627-05:002011-02-03T07:55:20.627-05:00Leave your piles alone. Deal with piles only when...Leave your piles alone. Deal with piles only when absolutely necessary. Fact - A life without piles is just a fantasy, it’s not real, it never could be. Approach a pile with caution, it knows you’re there, it knows your intention, but it will outwit you every time. When sorting a pile it is necessary to make smaller piles, then you get sidetracked, the phone rings, the dinner needs sorting, the dog needs walking and while you’re away, each pile takes on a life of its own and grows independently, then instead of one pile, you now have several. Take heed and LEAVE THE PILES ALONE.Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08818137365328935538noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post-87791922859082300542011-02-02T23:09:45.295-05:002011-02-02T23:09:45.295-05:00And I thought I was the only one. Whenever I tack...And I thought I was the only one. Whenever I tackle my piles on the kitchen counter, I still end up with piles. They just won't go away. Then the grow, again. I need to check out the book The Singing Farm Wife mentioned. I need some serious help with my piles of piles!Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06921796643732720523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post-27757391491563702402011-02-02T20:38:10.116-05:002011-02-02T20:38:10.116-05:00Ahhh, piles. Here comes the perspective bit again:...Ahhh, piles. Here comes the perspective bit again: You said you don't get to a pile until it's urgent. Perhaps your piles need time to, say, ripen, or mature (yeah, yeah, that's the ticket!) and you are dealing with them perfectly, each in their own time. Or you're procrastinating like crazy, whichever you prefer. :) You may need some birth control spray for your desk as piles seem to reproduce themselves, don't they? Here's how I think about my messy computer desk: If it was typically organized it wouldn't make me CRAZY happy when it's clean. Sure wouldn't want to miss out on all that joy........Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05491654085407322424noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post-3176548740784830362011-02-02T20:19:00.185-05:002011-02-02T20:19:00.185-05:00I once read a great book called "Organizing f...I once read a great book called "Organizing for Creative People." It helped me come to terms with my piles. I discovered I am a visual organizer. Turns out I'm afraid that if something is out of sight it will be forgotten forever. Now I use my weakness to help me organize my home visually with labels on lots of places and vertical, open storage. Your piles are just a sign of that restless creative mind of yours.Ginny Neil, The Singing Farmwifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11098392391259327445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post-49775284575637733602011-02-02T13:15:09.633-05:002011-02-02T13:15:09.633-05:00Funny, I started on my paper piles and paper files...Funny, I started on my paper piles and paper files this last week. I threw away 3 bags full of papers. Now I look and the spaces are full. How does that happen?! Nature does abhor a vacuum.Barbara L.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post-46356198183128336182011-02-02T11:33:10.279-05:002011-02-02T11:33:10.279-05:00lol...now you have inspired me to do something wit...lol...now you have inspired me to do something with my 'piles'...you rock!Patti Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02895474215420399958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post-82159574824016200942011-02-02T11:04:52.597-05:002011-02-02T11:04:52.597-05:00Funny. I am typing this as my forearms rest on a ...Funny. I am typing this as my forearms rest on a pile of papers that need to be tended too (which came from another pile on the kitchen desk). And glancing over at the pile beside me. <br />Guess I should quit procrastinating and deal with these piles. Otherwise, I will never have the space to do some creating.<br /><br />sighStarlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02075522354027547485noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post-88669228720421101502011-02-02T08:45:55.113-05:002011-02-02T08:45:55.113-05:00I am using the table in my hobby room to sort thro...I am using the table in my hobby room to sort throught income tax papers and it's covered. My DH does the taxes on the computer, and then I make sure there is documentation for all deductions. Anyway, I had them all spread out on the table and a window was open beside it. (you know what's coming) Yesterday I came home and those papers were all over the floor thanks to Mother Nature (((sigh))) Oh well, at least Mother Nature isn't giving us that white stuff -- oh yes, we're having 80 degrees today :>)Wandanoreply@blogger.com