Just before Christmas I got a new desk. Part Christmas present from my parents and part "I need a new desk because I'm running out of storage space and it's driving me crazy!" So. New desk.
I love it. Right now it's my favourite piece of furniture in our home. The desk is a bit shorter than my old one, but it's deeper, so there's plenty of room for the monitor, keyboard and all the other bits.
If you click on the two images above, I've added some notes to them over on Flickr...
The shelves above desk level are used for pretty storage and little bits of knick-knack. Which is nice! It's nice to be able to look at something pretty when you're working. The shelving unit also acts like a room divider, so it feels a little bit like I'm in a separate room (my desk is in the living room) and it's easier to ignore the telly!
In a way it's crazy that a desk makes such a difference, but on the other hand it makes absolutely perfect sense. I'm not the tidiest person, mainly because I've usually got more than one project in the works at the same time, so I can tolerate some mess. But the kind of mess that happens because things simply don't have a home, that's not so good.
The no-home mess is bad because since the stuff has no home, it just piles up in random places where it definitely doesn't belong, but where are you supposed to put it when it has no home? When things have no home, it can't be tidied away and so it just gets worse.
So the new desk is making a big difference. Things have homes and can be put away (most of the time!), making it easier to focus on what I'm supposed to be working on instead of worrying about where I'm going to put stuff.
Who knew that a piece of furniture could make such a difference? Have you experienced this too?
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