Monday, September 22, 2008

Wake Up and Smell the Pledge

It's eight o'clock in the morning. My coffee cup is placed on my desk at the perfect 45-degree angle from my right hand. The faint smell of Pledge hovers in the air. My office is spanking clean, my computer is fully connected to the internet, and I'm ready to work.

Did I mention that I love my office? And how much I've missed it for the better part of a year? I had mainly been using my laptop, due to router and repeater malfunctions that couldn't penetrate the metal studs of my basement walls. I ended up working anywhere else in the house and only entered my office to drop off another stack "to be filed." When I ran out of floor space, I knew it was time to change.

So I bought a toaster oven.

Lifting the repeater from the kitchen counter to the top of the toaster oven gave me a clear internet connection. Go figure.

So here I am, clicking and clacking away on my comfortably noisy keyboard, not a paper out of place, not a cobweb or crumb in sight.

My mind is as clear as my desk. Let the creativity flow...



  1. Problem solved by a toaster oven! You can't make that stuff up!

  2. Would you please come over and help me organize my writing space?

  3. Doesn't it look great? Pardon my personification, but it's amazing what a few shelves, a dozen magazine holders, and a few boxes and baskets will do. Oh, and a couple days.

    Robin, we miss you!

  4. And your repeater can take the heat of potatoes baking in the toaster oven? Amazing!

    Guess it's a case of taking the heat AND getting out of the kitchen.

  5. Love your office, Judy, but love your toaster more. Brand please. Btw, there's a story idea in there somewhere. You know, The Magical Toaster Oven. I bet it hasn't been done...

  6. What an inspirational story! And I love the pictures!

    (I'm with Robin, by the way. I wish you could come by and help me organize. :o) )