:: or is It Playing?
This is a fabricated, misleading slice of my desk area. It is untrue 98.7% of the time. It represents the ideal, the image of of my corner before I pop into existence. Ignore the cable mess. The only time they are a vision of perfection is for the ten 10 seconds allotted after tying them into position. Instead feast your eyes upon a work space set up to delight my soul.
Put me into the game and it is overloaded and looks like this ... my piano keyboard is in the case under ... everything. And I so did want to play a bit, tidy not so much!
Ever played the game of find the :: something :: ?
Life at this point begins to feel like a perpetual motion machine: shift the box to find the paper, move the papers to find the CD's, tip the pile of CD's over and pick them up. Toss the joint to find the 'exact' pen I want. Slide the pens over to use the scanner, shift the scanner to use the drawing tablet, move the photos to have a space to write, stack the boxes to find the papers, move the paper to find the CD's, tip the pile of CD's over and.... pick up a dachshund or three and deposit in beds.... also on desk. I think anyone with more ideas than time will get the picture! At this point even I give up and start putting things away.
an invitation to create
And here you have a perfect spot to work. Everything has it's place; colours delight the eye. A flock of canaries is a treat for the ears. A picture of my sweetie is there to encourage me. Planner ready to record and a computer to.... Splash!! "Libby get out of the koi tank!" And I'm off to fish a happy dachshund out of the water for a drying session!
Treasure the space you have, and go create something beautiful,
Zuzanna
Stay Calm, Be Brave, Find Your Desk!! With love,
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