Monday, January 21, 2008

My Office

Most of the time, my office is in a corner of the living room. Some day, I figure, I'll have A Real Office with Four Walls and a Door. But that has to wait until the Sons move out.

Today, the Sons have off of school. We'll get their haircuts, and two of them will visit the dentist. They also are going to clean their bedrooms, if it kills us all.

Which brings us to my office of the day.

I am sitting on the floor in the hall, between the open bedroom doors of Sons #2 and 3. I can write the article I need to submit today, while watching them clean their bedrooms. I feel like the Cleanliness Nazi, but it's getting done.

4 comments:

Kerry said...

you're lucky you don't need doors to concentrate! I have doors that are not installed properly but they are doors and I need the doors!

Christine said...

Well, I'm pretty sure I'd concentrate BETTER, with doors, but it's just not an option, for now.

By the time the Sons have left, I will be able to concentrate in any and all conditions of chaos, I think.

ALF said...

maybe I will be a good mom one day - I am pretty good at tuning out noise...

La Chanson de Phoenix said...

The Cleanliness nazi! hahahahaha Priceless.

My kids protest the room cleaning too.

I see we have a lot alike, then, by your last comment on my blog!