Wendy’s last day working here in SF was September 21. I was supposed to go on vacation, which got cancelled, so we had an extra two days together, which was nice. She will be sorely missed, although she will continue to work with me, it will be virtually.
So some things had to change. This is always difficult, even if it isn’t bad. Change just requires, well, change. I have a particular way I do most things, and it is usually the easiest way for me, so having to figure out a new way can be unsettling. That said, I’m not averse to changing, as long as it doesn’t require a bunch of extra hoops for me.
So Wendy and I have been working out how this will work. Because there are certain things that need to be done physically in my office, and I am unreliable and unwilling to do them, we found another lovely person to come in to just do those things, and pinch hit as needed.
My office is a bedroom in our house. It has a lot going on in it. Okay, that may be my understatement for the week. I’ve got tons of stuff, physical stuff, and a multitude of projects. I create a lot of paper, I have swatches, I have yarn, I have books, I have computers, a printer, two desks, a work table, file cabinets. You get it.
Since 2006, someone has shared this space with me on a full- or part-time basis so this seemed like a great opportunity to change up how I have my space set up, because Linda will only be here very part time.
So I drew a map of my office (to scale) and all the major pieces of furniture/equipment, and last Saturday I moved furniture. My plan pretty much worked with some minor adjustments of smaller storage units to get the best use of surfaces. Then my energy lagged.
Gawd, I hate putting things away. My husband insisted that I not try to move things filled with books and files, so I had thigh-high piles of books and boxes of files that had to be put away. Well, it has taken me most of the week to get everything sorted out, but I only have one stack of stuff still to go through. Not surprisingly, this was unfiled stuff when I started. Oh, and other stuff that never really found a home. But I’m pretty happy, if a little lonely.
Next up. Clear out the guest room (where stuff goes to live when I don’t know what to do with it) because we have a guest arriving. Eeekkkk.