I’ve been doing work far more or much less out of a spare bed room because COVID began. We did not have a suitable desk, so I rigged a hand-me-down vanity and a card table. It felt like a thing from the set of “Sanford and Son.”
At some point I acquired a black L-shaped desk. In a nod to feng shui, I positioned it so I could glimpse into the room, and I shortly identified myself endlessly distracted by every little thing that’s mistaken with the space.
Is that a perished bug in the glass lamp?
About time, this means to see fix-it assignments prolonged outside of the office environment, into form of like how the cyborg in “Terminator” considered the world. In its place of “risk assessments,” there have been parts in will need of caulking, landscape mulch or replacement cordless light filtering shades.
The baseboards need to have painting.
The kiddie pool has to go in the shed — and the snow shovel pulled closer.
It makes sense that our to-do lists hold developing. Our houses are now serving so lots of additional needs in this COVID earth — spots of work, areas of school, destinations of entertaining, spots of safety. Becoming stuck at property means staring at all those people things that need to have consideration.