Sometimes there just isn’t enough room for everything.  And one must just start by tearing it all apart and starting over. The books on the "desk" (actually a vanity base) that you see there are forever falling off, along with pencil holders, the telephone and the rolodex.  Simply not enough space.  I like flat surfaces.  I like the things I’m working on to be close to me and in view (that’s the visual part of me). 

I didn’t plan it like that but yesterday turned into Fall cleaning without even thinking.

I believe we started the whole thing by going to a great sale at a local furniture store that is turning over the contents of its entire inventory.  We bought a love seat for the TV room (formerly known as the dining room), two very nice armed chairs for the kitchen counter where we do eat, and this wonderful modern grandfather clock of stone with water falling down it (Pictures to come when all is delivered).  While looking for those pieces I started thinking about a new desk, but it isn’t the desk, it was the way the room was set up, and, yes, desk area too.  But I needed to relook at the space and when I did I realized that with just a few rearrangements, I already had everything I needed (isn’t that a nice metaphor for life?!).

What keeps me from doing too much moving is this:

Lucky for me Husband works with wires all the times and took all of these in hand, reran them as I needed more length, then neatly bundled them up with plastic ties. 

We moved the desk so that it is fully in front of the window, moved the short bookcase off the wall and put it where the vanity was, moved the vanity to the right so that now I have a "U" desk space, put the little file cabinet snugged between the legal file cabinet and the bookcase on the wall you can’t see, brought in a short table for the left top of the "U" shape (which is actually the other way around with the open space at the bottom but I can’t figure out how to do that), and ta-dah!!!! I have a very nicely functional office space.  Which then prompted me to go through a lot of piles and toss toss toss.  I am VERY pleased! But as of right now all that nice free vanity space is full of beading things.  My next project is to set up a separate beading space since where I was keeping everything before Saturday’s splurge (see yesterday’s opening picture) is no longer big enough.  I think I could set up a space in the basement studio but am not sure I would use it much during the winter because it’s chilly or during the summer because it’s dark.  So now we are talking about taking down the back shed (which is an old construction trailer that was here when we got here, very roomy, but dilapidated on the inside with siding on the outside so it looks nice) and building a garage with a FROG (a term I learned when looking at houses in lower Virginia.  It means "Finished rooms over garage."  Isn’t that cute?) for my studio and getting everything out of the house (and then we could finish the basement….., but not until we redo the kitchen counters and floor which was also sparked by that little shopping trip.  Beware shopping trips that "save" you money!).  You’d think we were nesting, and I guess in a way we are, having decided that we will be staying in this space for a while and wanting it renewed – the whole house a macrocosm of my office’s microcosm – we have pretty much what we need, it just needs a bit of rearranging and some updating.

Today, after helping Husband get his car that’s 45 minutes up the road in the shop being fixed, I hope to get into the studio, which means foregoing the One Coach Tuesday calls, but happily they record them, so I can catch up later.  I’m still working at clearing out space for "Sacred."  I want to get into the studio because the first of Sacred‘s series has been asking to be created for almost 5 days now and I want to go while the energy is here.

thought for the day:  Your true nature is not lost in moments of delusion, nor is it gained at the moment of enlightenment.  It was never born and can never die.  it shines through the whole universe, filling emptiness, one with emptiness.  It is without time or space, and has no passions, actions, ignorance, or knowledge.  In it there are no things, no people, and no Buddhas; it contains not the smallest hairbreadth of anything that exists objectively; it depends on nothing and is attached to nothing.  It is all-pervading, radiant beauty:  absolute reality, self-existent and uncreated. … How then can there be Buddhas who save or ordinary beings who must be saved?  If the true nature of all things is the same, how can such distinctions be real?  The Enlightened Mind:  An Anthology of Sacred Prose Edited by Stephen Mitchell