This weekend I cleaned my desk and moved my stuff around. My DH and I had been sharing the desk; he moved into his own office in a different room a few weeks ago. I didn’t have a lot of energy this weekend, but I had enough to sit and sort, and to rearrange my computer stuff enough that I have a lot more space.
I should take a picture. I wonder where the camera is? Anyway, it’s really looking nice. I have a “play” computer in the family room that I’m supposed to use in the evenings, to get me out of the office and in with the family. I do that most nights. But this desk is so nice and spacious, and there’s no TV in here, so it’s quieter.
I have never fallen victim to the temptation to be working when I’m in here in the evening, though.
Do you succumb to the standard ’staring at the screen’ thing when there in the silence?