What Now

I will begin by saying this: It isn't my birthday. I was born on February 14th about a hundred and seven years ago.

I rearranged my office during my lunch break. I had no idea how heavy these desks were until I had to scoot them across carpet. I have one L shaped desk that houses my personal stuff and computer, and two giant rectangular ones (that are really drafting desks from the 60s) made of oak that weigh a million pounds apiece. I got trapped behind those at one point, so that was a lot of fun having to crawl under them. It was like playing Tetris in here for a while, but now my back isn't to the door and my desk is somewhere near the flow of air conditioning.

Go me!