Well, not literally. I did some clearing of my desk. Got to the point of just having 3 piles of paper on there. Decided I hated the sight of untidy papers, then decided that I hated the sight of the wood of the desk, and the table next to it, and the big kitchen table...
When I told 2 friends in the afternoon I got some knowing glances. Apparently sudden and irrational rages and irritation are appropriate to my age, 49. So we had a good laugh about that.
The papers and the wood of the desk seem more reasonable and less irritating this evening.
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