My office is a mess
Jan. 27th, 2004 10:03 pmand it's driving me mad. I recently bought some furniture from my law firm. Since we were moving offices, they sold a lot of stuff, and I got a new office chair, new bookcases to replace the old ratty ones I have, and a new file cabinet, much bigger than my old one.
However, putting all the new stuff in and getting all the old stuff out is complicated.
My old bookcase held books, yes, but it also had a whole lot of computer stuff on it. I don't want to put all that junk on my new bookcases. "Why?" Rob wants to know, perplexed. "You had it stacked up on your old bookcase. It never bothered you before." He just doesn't get it, but it did bother me. Now that I have the chance to make a fresh start, I don't want to mess up my new lovely dark wood bookcase with messy computer debris. I just don't.
So where else should it go? Disks, software boxes, bits and pieces that Rob has pulled out of our computers over the years, zip files, manuals--lord, I don't know what to do with it. I have no idea, I just want it OUT OF MY OFFICE. But since I don't know where to put it, it sits in the middle of the floor in a heap. Along with the old file cabinet, which we haven't yet decided where to put. My office as a result is such a disaster that I don't even have space to exercise.
This is making me terribly cranky.
It'll be lovely when I figure this out and have everything put away. But I fear it will take me a very long time to get there, and there will be a lot of wear and tear on my relationship with Rob in the meantime, because he hates to get rid of ANYTHING, and since he's the computer expert and I'm not, I don't know if, in fact, we need these various bits of computer guts, software manuals, etc., or not. So: we resort to the untidy pile in middle of the floor. And squabbling about it.
Argh.
However, putting all the new stuff in and getting all the old stuff out is complicated.
My old bookcase held books, yes, but it also had a whole lot of computer stuff on it. I don't want to put all that junk on my new bookcases. "Why?" Rob wants to know, perplexed. "You had it stacked up on your old bookcase. It never bothered you before." He just doesn't get it, but it did bother me. Now that I have the chance to make a fresh start, I don't want to mess up my new lovely dark wood bookcase with messy computer debris. I just don't.
So where else should it go? Disks, software boxes, bits and pieces that Rob has pulled out of our computers over the years, zip files, manuals--lord, I don't know what to do with it. I have no idea, I just want it OUT OF MY OFFICE. But since I don't know where to put it, it sits in the middle of the floor in a heap. Along with the old file cabinet, which we haven't yet decided where to put. My office as a result is such a disaster that I don't even have space to exercise.
This is making me terribly cranky.
It'll be lovely when I figure this out and have everything put away. But I fear it will take me a very long time to get there, and there will be a lot of wear and tear on my relationship with Rob in the meantime, because he hates to get rid of ANYTHING, and since he's the computer expert and I'm not, I don't know if, in fact, we need these various bits of computer guts, software manuals, etc., or not. So: we resort to the untidy pile in middle of the floor. And squabbling about it.
Argh.