Working at my new job has brought out a new side of me.
Ok that's not entirely true. I knew this part of me existed but not to the extent to which it is currently on display.
So I'm a little OCD about being organized. I'm a bit of a neatfreak as it is, but now I will also sit for hours on end decluttering, restructuring, and recalibrating things that I feel need to be done right-this-very-minute-or-else-the-entire-world-will-blow-up.
Giving me a stack of papers, or documents to file is like giving spongbob a big-ass lolipop.
It makes me all starry-eyed :')