Love Hotel

My tiny office

I had my own room at home for a great deal of my childhood. There wasn't anything useful in that room except for a bed and a radio and books. But I had my own room. When I left for the summer, I had roommates in the same room. In college I had dorm mates and used the computer lab for writing papers and whatnot. I got a laptop when I left college and kept it in the living room of an apartment I shared with my boyfriend. When my boyfriend and I broke up, I moved into an apartment with a roommate and my computer was left in the common room. I've had my computer in a common room since that time, until SGNP moved into the apartment we shared on Cherry and 24th where we shared a bedroom and had our computers in the second bedroom. The second bedroom was such a disaster area I rarely went in there and used his laptop in the living room.

Since we've moved into this house I've created for myself a little office area. It probably was a dressing room or walk-in closet of some kind. There is a half-wall that looks over the staircase and a built in vanity with a HUGE heavy round mirror over it. I put my sewing machine on that (on the vanity, not the mirror). I brought up a little table I've had for years and set up my computer on it and have our printers on a coffee table that is precious but has dangerous corners on it. Not good for babies in the living room.

It is a magical wonderful place, my little office. It is tiny and crammed with computer junk and has a shoji screen in front of the doorway (there is no door to it).

I love it.

I love it more than I thought it was possible to love a little weird room

Posted by jlp716 at January 10, 2006 03:38 PM