The Office

The Office is one of my favorite places in our home. I love the long wooden desk that Michael and I sanded, oiled, and created together so that our computers could sit side by side. I love the warm light that filters in through the windows. I love my keyboard, a Mother’s Day gift, that both looks and sounds like an old fashioned typewriter. The clakity-clack is loud and satisfying when I’m on a roll, though inconvenient if the baby has fallen asleep on me. 

This morning I edited photos, accompanied by plenty of curses when the new photo program I’m trying to learn made absolutely no sense, but I feel accomplished. It’s nice to feel like you achieved Something Big and Important before lunch. 

My afternoon will be filled with laundry, but my morning was spent in The Office, and that makes me happy.