Hopelessly Cluttered

I'm hopelessly cluttered. I have this fantasy that one day I will magically become organized and live and work in a pristine and uncluttered environment that people will admire. Right now I live in an environment where people fear for their lives that there might be an avalanche and they will die under a heap of falling magazines or other little doo-dads I'm certain I can't live without.

I do mean well. Once I bought a really cool book on how to organize myself and lost it within the first week. I think I got to about page two before I became suicidal.

All this is coming up again because my mother just handed me a book called How to Be Organized in Spite of Yourself. (How fitting is that title?) I told her I lost my other book and she laughed so hard she had to sit down in the chair because of a subsequent coughing fit. She said she'd drill a hole in this one and tie it to the corner of my desk with a big red ribbon.

My family hates me because I lack domestic skills. The only reason they keep me around is because I'm slightly charming, sporadically amusing and I'm the only one who doesn't mind changing the diapers. I'm afraid of what will happen when our youngest is potty trained. My usefulness will suddenly decline and I'll be forced to do more outlandish things to prove my usefulness such as cure cancer, invent a car that runs on air or maybe just polish up a little bit and become a supermodel. (Yes, because I'm SO CLOSE to making that achievement!)

But enough about me... what about you? Take my survey so I can see either how abysmally hopeless I am or give me hope that I'm not alone. (Survey is limited to the first 50 people, because I'm a cheapskate who won't upgrade the service.)

And if you have any great hints about organizing, feel free to post them here. Every little bit helps, doesn't it?

P.S. I'll post the survey results later after they are tabulated.