Butterflies and Flowers

Many years ago I applied for a job that required me to take a battery of tests--IQ, aptitude, personality--the whole gambit. When I had filled in all the bubbles that could possibly be filled in, the HR guy sat down with me to analyze the results.

"I'm guessing," he started, staring at the print-out and then looking directly in my eyes, "that your desk is pretty messy."

Wow, I thought, that's a heckuva test.Which questions told him that? And is it in my best interest to agree or disagree with that statement?

"But," he continued, "I bet you're like me. Every now and then it just gets to be too much and you have to stack it all up and clean it all out."

Has he been talking to my husband? To my mother? That little piece of insight was dead on. Sometimes I like things nice and clean and sometimes I like a big jumble.

Example #1:
 

Chair in my living room                                                   Chair in my TV room

Example #2:

China we eat on sometimes

China we eat on other times

Example #3

                         

    My Christmas tree 2 years ago                                             My Christmas tree this year

Example #4

This very clean and simple Valentine's book

My latest creation that would look right at home in a Victorian bed and breakfast

Ladies and gentlemen, there's a lot going on here. We have butterflies. Plural.

 

Big butterflies...

...and little butterflies 

...and flowers.

Lots of flowers made from pictures I tore out of RDCBs, each with its own jeweled center.

And, of course, those botanical end papers, because let's face it, there just isn't quite enough going on already that a few dozen more flowers won't fix.

This English garden wannabe is made from a copy of Bruce Wassterstein's Big Deal, an insider's account of the high-flying world of mergers and acquisitions.

And now it's butterflies and flowers. Cleaning up a mess indeed.