Change can be a very good thing. The location of my computer was upstairs in a small room that I call my office. I did a mini makeover on the room and love the space. What I don't love is that the room is upstairs, far away from the children. They make huge messes when unattended -- actually when they are attended as well, but I can limit the catastrophe a bit better. When they are upstairs with me, they also make huge messes and then go back down stairs where life is so much fun without a mommy around.
I've been working a lot lately on pictures for customers, spending at least 2 hours editing for each session. I also have MOPS stuff, farm/rental/personal business stuff, and fun stuff to do on the computer. It is work I love and work that is necessary, but so hard to do when I am running up and down the stairs at least 10 times while I am working. It gets a bit exhausting and is pretty counter productive.
I was trying to pursued my husband that I need a laptop so I can work downstairs and keep an eye on the mayhem. I just got my beloved iMac 6 months ago, so needless to say, Mr. Practical wasn't sold on the idea. He suggested that I move the computer down stairs to the little desk in the kitchen. I came up with 101 reasons why that wouldn't work, but it got me thinking.
A few days later, I organized and cleaned up and the computer moved down stairs to the little desk in the kitchen. I swallowed my pride and said, "Brilliant idea, wonderful husband." And I am loving this new set up. I use the computer much more productively and the house is less destroyed because I am right next to Mayhem and her sister, Mayhem Jr.
Another change is the fabulous new cut and color I got last week with my birthday money. I now go to Trish at Solstice Salon after being recommended by 3 different friends. She is a hair whisperer, if there is such a thing. For the first time in my life, I have a hair cut that works with what I've got. I also love the color she gave me, dark in the back and bottom and blond highlights. I took the plunge and had Trish give me bangs too. They are the side, chunky kind, so hopefully I won't be confused with my mom like last time.
So, this is the new look from the new location. Behind me is the microwave on the table I painted red. Beside me is a long counter top covered in dishes that taunt me much more readily now that they are in my peripheral vision. I better run....