In the past week, I have given the Jen on the Edge Official Blogging Headquarters a much-needed overhaul.
Okay, that’s a fancy way of saying I got a new-to-me desk, plus I finally dealt with most of the clutter piled up in stacks that would rival the scariness going on in your grandmother’s attic.
I went from this:
I know, it’s a lot of black. I don’t care.
The desk originally came from the Habitat for Humanity store years and years ago. I can’t remember what hideous color/stain it was originally, but when I bought it, I painted it lilac, lavender, and pale green and put it in Ellie’s fairy-themed bedroom.
When we moved to new mod Jenworld, the desk ended up not fitting well in her room, so we stashed it in the garage until we could figure out what to do with it.
What to do with it ended up taking five years.
In the meantime, I was making do with the crappy little Ikea work station. Bear in mind that this is not only my blogging HQ, but also where I work, so I usually have files and documents scattered about.
Even worse, the set up didn’t have any drawers, so I had pens, paper clips, Post-It notes, and other supplies stored in jars and cups on my desk and plastic bins on the shelves to the right. They took up valuable real estate on what was already a small work surface, plus it was an organizational nightmare. My inner Martha was most unhappy.
Finally, Pete and I unearthed the desk from the garage, I knocked off all the arachnids and their egg sacs, cleaned, and painted. Et voilà!
I am ridiculously excited about my new set up. It all feels so fancy.
Then, I took the fancy and made it even fancier, in the form of organized desk drawers. Try to contain your excitement.
Drawer caddies. Holding an array of desk supplies. Organized. Look at all those Post-It notes in a variety of sizes and colors, y’all. I am giddy with delight.
Because I now have drawers — oh, the poshness of it all — I was able to clear a ton of crappe off the Roy G. Biv bookcases.
And by clearing out crapola, I was able to move more books onto the shelves, instead of being stacked less-than-artfully in other parts of Jenworld. Really, we are getting fancy here.
Of course, this utopia does have its one dark spot. A blight on my fanciness. My secret shame, if you will.
I might or might not have just swept piles of receipts and papers to be filed into a drawer until I can organize more properly. I’ll get to it. Eventually.