The Office

I moved my office over the weekend. I actually had my office in the room over the garage that we refinished four years ago, but never used it. It just wasn't in a good place for me -- really isolated, no door and you had to walk through the master bedroom to get there, so in the morning I'd have awakened DH to work.

I spent the last four years working primarily at the dining room table and used the office for storage.

This made DH just a little crazy. Okay, a LOT crazy. I told him if I had my druthers (I love that non-word) I'd move the office to the spare bedroom and make my old office into a craft area. So I'm working on that.

The critters are terribly confused. We had a routine, the cat, the dog and I. They knew where to sit, what to do. Now they don't. In the morning, it's not a problem for the dog. She used to go crash on the spare bedroom bed when I got up anyway. But the cat? Yesterday morning she kept coming upstairs and then YOWLING at the top of her lungs. I tried letting her into the room. That didn't work. Chased her downstairs. That didn't work. Three times she came upstairs and YOWLED. So I locked her back up in the basement.

This morning I brought her into the office and closed the door. She's not settled at all, is pacing and sniffing. But she's NOT yowling, so I'm happy.

I'm not settled in yet. I prefer working at the dining table, and if DH wasn't part of the equation, I would be. It's more practical and easier for me to multi-task. But he is part of the equation, and I'll figure it out.

Where do you work?

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Speaking of Office Space ... here's my favorite scene (it's poorly recorded but I quote this regularly):



Have a good day!

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