Busy morning...

Waking up at 7 is early for most folks, but when you’re due to pick-up a pal at 7 and you wake-up @ 7 on the dot, it’s dead late…

I was supposed to get Gary at Nolan Ford this morning, but I ended-up 20 minutes late after a panicked, flight-of-the-bumblebee race around my house.

Didn’t shave, and that just feels icky…

* * *

News: I’ve got my own office. Sort of. My perennial office-mate, Patrick, moved up to the 3rd floor, leaving his side of the office empty. I soldiered-on in the old furniture configuration for a couple days:

(ascii art:)

  
       12'  
\-------------------  
| ----            |  
| |X /               door  
| --/  
| |-|          |-||  
| | |          | ||  
| |-|          |-||  
| |-|          /--| 12'  
| |-|         /   |  
|    |-| |---|    |  
|-----------------|  

Basically, envistion my stuff on the left there (with the big ‘X’), on a triangular corner computer desk, with a combination desk table to my left, and a metal locker/drawer thing in the corner. Patrick’s old stuff occupied the whole bottom and right side of the room. It was empty and kinda depressing after he left, so I changed it:

  
\-------------------  
| |---|           |  
|                  door  
|   
|            -----|  
|            | X ||  
|            | /  |  
| -               | 12'  
| |               |  
| -     |----| |-||  
|-----------------|  

My desk is on the right side, facing the door, with a nice cozy nook towards the bottom of the office where I can have my locker, and desk/shelf withing the radius of my desk chair.

Yes, yes, I’ve turned into my mom, rearranging things for no good reason, but it feels more comfortable to me.