I'm so proud of me. It only took about 45 minutes. I was under the gun because I had to pick up Maddy from church.
I found 10 (TEN!) big pads of post-its, 7 of which were in various stages of use. I found about a dozen little pads. I have a serious post-it note addiction.
Also resurfacing from the abyss were a bazillion pens, the pencil sharpener, a birthday card Jessica gave me last year (*sniff*), Maddy and Kelli's report cards (*sniff sniff*), a post-it(!) with the phone number of Kelli's cheer coach that we were frantically looking for in October, four undeveloped disposable cameras (two of which I know are Kelli's), phone numbers I wrote down in haste during the first few days after the accident and misplaced, and various paperclips, binder clips, screws, and other, well, junk.
I have a huge sense of accomplishment. All is organized and easy to see, locate and RETURN TO ITS PLACE!
Maddy opened the drawer and asked "Wow! So, how long will it stay like this?" I said, "as long as we put things back where they came from, we should keep it neat." I actually said it with a straight face and all intentions of keeping it neat. 24 hours later, it's still neat.
Baby steps, people.