Office Space

The other day (okay, it was last week, and I'm just lazy) Bev asked us to play a little game and post pictures of our office/desk/work space. I've been meaning to do just that for a while, so here goes! (Oh, and I promise I'm still going to do another Cribs episode... pinky swear!)

Since I telecommute, my "office" is actually tucked into a corner of our spare room. I've had that desk for nine years and it has survived eight moves. In and out of a dorm room at MSU, from Michigan to Virginia, from my Virginia apartment to Jason's, from Virginia to Massachusetts, to a new apartment in Massachusetts, from Massachusetts to California, and from the fail apartment into base housing.

I hung my college diplomas and some work certificates on the walls to make it look professional up in there, but I'm pretty sure I'm not fooling anyone, what with the little rubber ducky, toy handcuffs, Teletubbies kiddie meal prizes, and R2-D2 Taco Bell drink cup.

There are windows on both sides of my desk so I can keep an eye on the outside world (translation: watch for crazy Navy wives so I can hide if necessary) and see Jason's car when he comes home for lunch. Most of the time at least one of my furry coworkers is sitting in the window, covering lookout duty for me (translation: watching birds). But if they aren't in the window, then they're probably...

...On the bed! That bed comes quite in handy whenever I get a case of the afternoon napsies. I don't have to hide in the bathroom or crawl under my desk like the rest of you poor office-working schmucks.

So that's my office. I love it!