I have been on a big kick lately to really examine why I don't use things and how my living space could be more functional. I really sat down and considered why we never go into the office except to add another bank statement to the pile. I thought about why my winter sweaters were piled in front of the closet. (Answer: because the TV we were supposed to give away was blocking my access to my winter clothes Rubbermaid container.)
Men: I want to apologize for womenfolk everywhere. I'm sorry we disdain your stuff. I'm sorry we make you give away your stuff. I'm sorry about the pink.
I presented my plan to Sean, who was pretty much not interested in it at all. My plan was this:
- Downgrade to one desk because we don't use the office for its intended purpose at all.
- Get rid of his near-death desktop computer that hasn't been turned on in over a year.
- Get a filing cabinet and create an easy filing system for our financial, health and car info.
- Get canvas bins to house the random assortment of cords and mailing supplies.
- And, perhaps most unappetizing to Sean, hang shelves.
It took a lot of elbow grease and HOURS of fighting about whether studs really matter, HOURS of thrifting for the perfect chair (fruitlessly) and up until last night, DAYS of shredding, but here it is, our new and improved office space:
We stuck with my white IKEA table-turned-desk because my reasoning was that it could easily perform other functions (spontaneous buffets?) and c'mon, it's white, which is my jam.
The room isn't quite finished yet (lord knows it will never be done because I don't really believe in "finished"), but it certainly looks neater! And I'm typing from the desk at this very moment, something I couldn't have done last week.

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