Oh, happy days. As I sit here, with a breeze to my side and a candle lit in the window, I sigh with a big cheesy grin upon my face.
I have a desk :)
And it's not just any ol'desk. It's mine (spoken like that Irish guy in the movie BRAVE HEART about "his" island of Ireland.) It has a seat and a desk top and drawers... oh, be still my heart.
Why, you might ask, am I being overly dorky about a desk? Well, truth is, I haven't had a desk in over 10 years. My papers, books and whatnot have been strewn throughout the house since babies took over (my office became their playland, as did the rest of the house.) All my books, papers, folders were in the closet, under my bed, on the kitchen table. Pens, markers, envelopes in kitchen drawers. My calendar in the pantry, the printer NEVER plugged in and ready when I need it, and somewhere in the basement...somewhere...
I've been so unorganized for so long, I forgot what it felt like to have EVERYTHING IN ONE PLACE.
Oh, the ecstasy...
My kids say it and I'll admit it with pride: I am a dork. I love to be organized!
Funny: After we brought the desk home, I actually had a nightmare where
my husband took the desk back to the store, saying our daughter needed
the space. Least to say, when I woke up, I ran to see my beautiful desk was still there.
So, this is my share of the day. My exciting news... I have a desk.
Oh, happy dance ;)