My New Office

If you came here looking for “deep” this morning, you simply aren’t going to get it. Sorry. We’ve spent the past six days unpacking boxes, so I’m a little too numb for anything that goes beneath the shimmery, still surface. Try me on Wednesday. Technically, I’m “sabbathing” today and taking a day of rest. Couldn’t tell, could ya?

I just wanted to share a couple of pictures. This is my old office, in our old apartment (if you look past the den, you see my desk and chair in the tiny little alcove):

Don’t get me wrong, I loved my reading chair and my “view” of the pond out the window. I really did. But my desk was not in the greatest place. Lots of glare and, let’s face it, lots of white walls. I hate white walls.

And then, we moved into this house, which was already painted by the owner. This was the dining room until I commandeered it and staked my claim. Now, it’s my new office:

As my from-so-far-North-he’s-practically-Canadian husband would say, “Big difference, eh?”

Y’all have a great day! I plan to spend mine in my office. 🙂

-JB