Home Office

The Great Desk Debacle was tackled without fuss or fanfare just after lunchtime today and I shifted all my stuff into drawers or just into reach.

I'm very pleased. I can open the window from where I sit and get some fresh-ish air (the flat is on quite a busy street into town) or I can just watch the world go by. It will be good to sit here with a cup of tea and plan what's going to happen next.

Of course, it would be better not to sit here at all during the week. That would mean I had a job. I'd still quite like one of them.