Space (outer). Space (physical). Space (emotional).
January 11th is clean off your desk day. So to observe the holiday, we’ve compiled twelve tips, tricks, apps, and products to help you clean off your desk.
If you’re in a time crunch, you can neaten up with Apartment Therapy’s “How to Be Able to Clean Your Desk in 5 Minutes”
This perpetual calendar is an awesome replacement for your outdated 2015 calendar.
Use HiRise for iMac under your iMac or Apple display to get some additional height and use it to tuck away odds and ends.
Cable management is a subtle touch that gets taken for granted. Use binder clips as cable catches, and use velcro straps to take care of and tidy up unnecessary lengths of cord.
Need the inspiration to clean your desk? This infographic from Learnstuff will have you cleaning in no time.
A huge part of our desk is, of course, our Macs, and digital clutter can be just as stressful as physical clutter – we’re deleting unnecessary files and folders, cleaning out our trash.
Once our cluttered desktops are sorted out, we’re going to tackle our emails with Cloud Magic, the email client that’s now for Mac.
Want a way to get your MacBook off your desk when you’re not using it? Store it vertically in a BookArc!
Business News Daily talked to managers and HR professionals to find out what your boss actually thinks of your disorganized desk, and gives some easy first steps to get your desk straightened up.
Use the inspiration from today to learn more about the queen of tidying – we like “Marie Kondo will change your life” from New York Magazine.
Have any organizing tips or tricks we missed? Tell us about it on Twitter! Does your Twelve South gear help you organize your desk? Tag us on Instagram!
If you’re anything like us, you have everything you dreamed that you could need for your MacBook. Case? Check. A way to charge all your devices? Check. Accessories for your accessories? Check. But if you’re putting your MacBook directly on your desk, you’re doing yourself- and your computer – a disservice.
When you spend a lot of time at a computer or looking at screens, your neck will tilt forward, putting strain on your back and shoulders. This bad posture phenomenon is called Forward Head Posture, and it’s chronic among people who are glued to their smart phones or laptop. You can do exercises to help strengthen core and back muscles, but a laptop stand can help prevent damage and alleviate strain.
Laptop stands can take the strain off of your body and improve your computer performance, too. A laptop stand increases airflow, making the fans more efficient, and your MacBook snappier.
There’s a laptop stand for everyone, no matter where – or how – you work.
Do you pair your dual monitor desk set up with a standing desk? Do you adjust, re-adjust, and adjust again? HiRise allows you to adjust your laptop height until it’s just right – and then take it with you. It’s truly universal, so you can use it with your 15 Macbook Pro with retina, or your new 11 inch Macbook Air. With the silicon pads, HiRise won’t damage your desk surface, no matter what you work on.
Are you always on the go? A rolling stone gathers no moss, but it never had a twinge in its neck. BaseLift is a laptop stand you can type on, so you don’t need to haul any extra accessories to be comfortable. Since it attaches to the bottom of your MacBook, you won’t leave it behind. When it’s not in use, it folds flat to protect your legs from the heat (or cold!) of your laptop. Whether you’re working from the library, a co-working space, or your favorite coffee shop, BaseLift is along for the ride.
Are you a firm believer in “less is more?” Is real estate on your desk hard to come by? ParcSlope lets you elevate your laptop without the additional external keyboard and mouse. The grooves for cord management are a great way to keep things tidy and out of the way. If you have other things to use your desk space for – sketching, taking notes, or maybe spilled coffee – ParcSlope can save the day.
Do you have your desk exactly how you like it? Do you strive for your work space to be visually interesting while still unobtrusive? GhostStand allows you to boost your MacBook to a better height for reading without distracting you from the important stuff. On GhostStand, paired with a bluetooth keyboard and mouse, your MacBook will seem to float above your desk.
Laptop stands don’t have to be slabs of plastic with cord inputs. Your Macbook stands out from other computers, so why shouldn’t your laptop stand? In the mean time, try those exercises, order your favorite stand, and sit up a little straighter.
Here are some customer images of how they use their stands:
… I wake up after one of our rows again, drenched in sweat.
… I listen to heart it races by architecture in Helsinki.
But I just roll over and go back to sleep, and my heart still races, just not for you.
ssht. A man — accurately, a Boy: still self obsessed, cocky, insecure — had gotten into my head. On our first date, he told me: how he had fowled up all of his relationships, how estranged he was from his family, how all of his friends are recovering-somethings. How he was recovering. It was overwhelming, having someone’s life laid out for you like that, up front, for me to take or leave.
“I just didn’t know people were actually up front like that,” I said, “I’ve never had someone just tell me all of their secrets.”
“I don’t know why you are surprised,” The Friend said, “you interview people.”
The Boy who had gotten inside my head and into my bed was strange, at least to me. He was young and hip but worked a blue collar job that required physical labor. He had done all the things I made a point to avoid: he had struggled with addiction, he had slept around, he had gotten in fights. This Boy was immediately interesting, if only for his novelty. I want(ed) to break him like someone does a wild horse.
I wondered what warped this person next to me talking in his sleep. I traced the tips of my fingers over the tattoo the boy had given himself, imagining the home made tattoo gun. Did his hands shake as he tattooed his own chest? Then they wandered down his spine, lingering on the bump between two vertebrae where his back had been broken.
I wondered which came first: being broken physically or mentally. He was a wild thing, something I didn’t understand and tried to personify. But I wanted to tame him. I wanted to have him curl up in my lap and eat sugar cubes from the palm of my hand. He was a raccoon digging through my garbage for treasure. I wanted him to love me.
After watching the way the boy half smiled and ruffled my hair, saying: “Well aren’t you cute,” I knew he wasn’t just wild, but a predator. I am out of my depth. I wasn’t sure how this one ended— hopefully, not like Timothy Treadwell. (Shit.) My bet is that he will get bored and find something else to chase, but I will have mixed feelings. I will be relieved, for sure, but I wasn’t his wild thing either. It won’t be the first time I felt discarded this way, nor the last. My friends say I was spared, but I feel forsaken by the shark that didn’t bite me, but the surfer further down the beach.
Should a predator be frowned upon for doing what it evolved to do? Should I assume that every stray dog will bite? Everyone deserves the benefit of the doubt, some sort of consideration for their feelings. But this seems like more credit than the man-boy earned. There’s a fine line between optimism and foolishness, and it is one I have too much pride to cross.
nothing but the worst.
“Some women choose to follow men, and some women choose to follow their dreams. If you’re wondering which way to go, remember that your career will never wake up and tell you that it doesn’t love you anymore.”
― Lady Gaga
In the long run, none of this will matter. Leave your feelings at the door. It’s okay to learn lessons twice. Set backs are to be expected. If only one: your personal life, or career can be going well, choose the career. People never change, and if anything, I can count on you to disappear and to hurt me. At least this lesson was much quicker to learn than it was last time. But it doesn’t stop me grinding my teeth whenever I think of you.
In other news, I joined a gym.
“you should tell me a story!”
“you know, I could just tell you when I post something so you don’t have to keep that tab open all the time,” I said.
“I’m not willing to take that chance,” you said, and I know you meant it.
I dreamed of being an astronaut,
drifting through space like floating
through the sea without salt water.
I still dream of seeing the Earth from the Milky Way.
Of exploring space, free of constraints,
the laws of physics.
I stare into the stars from the sea,
immersed in the salt water.
Rolling with the waves,
suspended in the current,
holding my breath till my lungs ache,
alone with my thoughts.
“Your head is always in the clouds,”
lost in imagination.
It’s a late April evening and you are trying to reflect on what you wrote for this semester. I am sure that you (well, me.) will look back on this and say “god lauren why were you always such a dweeb?” You’re not a dweeb, you’re trying to be genuine. You had feelings that matter, damn it! And you wrote about them! Maybe not well the first time but that’s what drafts were for! I’ll look back on this letter and say “were you drunk?” to which I will answer my own question: no. I’m not. I’m exhausted and burnt out.
I have been in school for 16 out of my 21 years on this earth. Not even 21 years! My birthday is the first which is before this will be due. Keep this in mind as you read your own writing, and cut yourself some slack- you don’t know what you don’t know yet. Long division scared you once and that passed, so this will too. The burned out feeling will pass. You will get some of your traction back, you will hopefully feel like to start to matter more. Hopefully you will stop grumbling at people who tell you to stop stressing out. They try to care about you, they just didn’t have sixty pages of revisions to do in less than a week. They just don’t understand. Cut them some slack.
As far as writing, you did pretty well as far as you can tell. You struggle with poetry but with every draft, you tried to write more images and put them in there. You tried to show a lot and tell less than you had in the draft before. You strived especially to be concise in your writing, which you struggle with in other classes. You hated poetry significantly less than you do with other classes. Your rhythm is still off but hey, you will survive. You can always revise. You probably won’t, but you can.
Go take a nap or something.
Lauren J. Hurlock