I’m crazy about this decorating idea. (Via) I have an office at home (complete with a nameplate swiped from a previous job). Almost as soon as I got it all set up, the goons camped out in there and claimed the computer for several years. I’d come home and find the small room draped with hulking, hairy young men in cargo shorts and flip flops screaming at the screen. But they’ve all graduated and moved on, so it’s mine again — although I’m still pulling out tracts from World of Warcraft from every possible niche. I have my office back, but I miss the noise.
Adventures at Midlife
msmeta’s musings on the meaning of life at middle age — and beyond.
About me
I, msmeta, am a middle-aged, middle-class, middle-brow writer, reader, wife and mother languishing in a dusty corner of the Great American West. I have spent several years lurking online, but I'm ready to join the conversation. I just hope I have something to say. I'm particularly interested in issues facing women at midlife. Look for posts on books, American culture, middle age, thrift shops, shoes, family, politics, religion and maybe even the occasional rant if I'm irritated enough.
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February 4, 2008 at 12:11 pm
[...] 3. A daybed for my home office. (I’m still reclaiming my space.) [...]