Desk sweet home

One of the things that became obvious when we looked at our office space was that I didn't use my desk. I piled stuff on and around it, but I never sat there. Turns out, I work best at the "temporary" table in our bedroom. Who knew?! I think it's the window--I love, love sunlight. :). I've been really guilty of just piling things here, too, but I have officially changed my ways. Hold me accountable, friends. :)

This is at the end of a 12 hour workday today, but it ain't bad, all things considered!



You can see (right corner) the boxes of curriculum files I need to type/purge...that's next. :)


Fruit of the Spirit & Bitty's 12-month handprints


An e-mail hug from my Boy...from 2002!


A reminder of why I do what I do


The most important things...


...aren't things at all.


Pile o' work. Yes, really. It's not rocket science, folks.


Sunlight...


I bought this on a Student Council trip back in 1991...this is one of the beliefs I hold onto. It's served me well. :)

I showed you mine...chicken?

-- Posted from my iPhone