Moot Thoughts & Musings

Well, we moved my desk, bookshelves, and the filing cabinet, which I've taken over to deal with the Paper Mongol Hordes into the storage room, which is actually sort of like another old bedroom during this house's days as a tavern, but it's separate from the space that is sectioned off as our apartment. So there are two bright windows, and I'm set apart from the rest of our little life. And we have more space in the living room and we don't have to stare at my desk clutter in the living room. Because face it, Chris doesn't think piles everywhere is an adequate organization system to present to our visiting public. Hmph.

It's the closest thing I have ever had to an office in the home arena. It feels good. Unfortunately it does not make me feel smarter or figure out more how to have a clue with what I'm doing on my thesis. But hey, I tried.

Well, I better get back to not having a clue what I'm doing.