Brandan was out of the office today, which only meant one thing—time to check the mouse traps we set underneath his desk for, well, mice.
Maybe it's just in my somewhat OCD nature of trying to keep things tidy and in some kind of order, but Ive always admired how Brandan manages to be so productive in his cluttered work area. I tend to freak out when I see pens, markers, and CDs scattered across my desk but not Brandan. Just goes to show what determination and focus the man really has.