How to Organize Your Desktop

Is this your desktop?

too_many_icons_on_desktop_by_456knI think if it is, you’re not alone.  Lots of people, including myself use their desktop as storage.  It’s quick and easy to access but after awhile, looking for a file becomes an eye test. Yes, I use Google Drive and Evernote and even have a Terabyte of external storage but it is just so easy to dump that file quickly on the desktop.  I believe that if your inclination is to put things on your desktop just implement a better system.  Sometimes the system fails and not you.  Yes, you should file everything into your digital brain such as Evernote, but that’s just not always the most efficient way.

One of the best things to do is to organize your desktop into quadrants or columns or rows.  You can create the template in Word using tables.  I then shade the columns different colors to create categories.  I labeled my columns using Preview on Mac but you can do it in word by adding a text box.  I save my work and then set it as my desktop background and wah lah!

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Start dragging those icons and files into the appropriate place.

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It’s pretty simple to keep my work filed in the right location.  When I have time, I often start filing my most recent work into my Google Drive.   It has kept me from the sea of files littered all over my desktop.  If you’d like a free jpeg image of the columns unlabeled, just shoot me an email at Live.Organize.Run.Improve @gmail.com and I’ll send one to you for free.

Happy Organizing!

 

Being Proud

Kolby

I have been proud of a clean house, a well-crafted Etsy planner, good grades, a job well done, etc.  I have felt proud at honor roll celebrations and band performances.  However, it wasn’t until recently that I had a different more profound feeling of being proud.  Let me introduce you to number 23.  She is my stepdaughter Kolby.  She loves sloths, Dr. Who, Mega Stuff Oreos, being finished with a job, playing with her yellow lab Sport, antagonizing her sister, jumping out from unexpected places and scaring her Dad, mountain biking, Chili’s queso dip, and cotton shorts with an elastic band.  She does not, however, love running.  Like Kolby, I run about 5 days per week and I can honestly say I don’t love it.  My adult brain came to a realization long ago that it did not matter how I felt about it, I just needed to do it. I might never love the run, but my propensity toward being overweight sure did.

Kolby joined her middle school’s cross county team and is a mile runner. Albeit a little reluctantly but she did.   It’s her only event.  For seven minutes she takes center stage out there sometimes being passed and sometimes doing the passing.  She does rise to the competitive occasion.  When the gun is fired, I watch Kolby forget that she’d rather be at home watching The Walking Dead or playing basketball in the street with her friend. She is a runner.  She is long-legged but a pale red head that immediately has a red face with one lap around the track.  It’s Florida and it’s H.O.T.

I lament not bringing my water bottle or lawn chair and feel my own pain, but looking at Kolby out on that track, suffering, competing, and doing so with everything she has I forget my discomfort.  She doesn’t need a Nike shirt that says Leave Nothing.  Her face says it all for her.  Her expensive and crazy-colored running shoes help me clearly see her every stride.  On her last lap, I see the determination and relief that the end is coming.  When she crosses the finish line she can do nothing but pace in circle for a whole minute trying to determine if she’ll ever catch her breath again.  Then, just like a light switch, she is back.  Another job done.

I think what makes me so profoundly proud of Kolby is that she has figured out what many adults still grapple with.  Sometimes you suffer and do the thing you absolutely don’t want to do for a greater good.  It’s hot, it buggy, it’s ________.  There are a lot of great and numerous reasons not to go run but you only need to find one reason to go.  Even if, for now, it means you get an extra Oreo, or an extra picture in the yearbook, or fancy crazy running shoes.  You may not love the love run, but you will love the results.