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Marathon Monday = Clean Office

April 18, 2011

Today was the Boston marathon, and so I did not go to work.

Not because I ran in it (ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha), but because it ends pretty much at my desk.  The entire area turns into a zoo.  T stations are closed, roads are barricaded, things get crazy.  Of course, if I was busy or had Important Meetings, I could have been sure to get to the office early, and just stayed until the insanity cleared out. But I am not very busy right now, as my biggest cases have settled or otherwise stagnated, and so I stayed home.

After all, I had taxes to file.

Oops.

I had done the bulk of the work back in February.  My thinking was “let’s hurry up and get that extra $500!”  Like we had last year.

Ha ha ha. No.

Fortunately, the state was giving back almost the same amount that the federal was taking away, but still.

I never got around to completing the nonsense until today.

Thank you, marathon.

In order to complete the taxes, though, I needed a couple of papers.  The proof of insurance that my employer sent.  The paperwork showing the amount of last year’s excise tax on my car, to see if it would offset my federal taxes (no).  This meant I had to delve into my office.

Let’s pretend I’m posting a “before” photo, right here:

[Envision a huge mess]


It includes papers stacked upon papers, more papers and plastic bags on the floor, boxes from purchased items (my new camera, my iPhone 4 that I bought in August), all of the medical forms I searched for and couldn’t find over the past year, missing school directories that I’ve pulled many hairs out over, school photos for the past, oh, 12 years.  Snapshots from a political rally in San Francisco that WD and I took the girls to in 2002. Several books.  On the floor, on the desk, on the shelves. Framed photos of the girls that WD made with them for a gift YEARS ago (and that would look great on our photo wall …. geez!).  My law school degree (it’s big).  A New England Patriots hat I thought I lost.  The insert to Season 2 of Buffy the Vampire Slayer.  An old iPod (holds 10,000 songs!! perfect for my road trip!)  Unused GAP, Amazon and Starbucks gift cards.

Now?  It’s a picture of organization.  To wit:

Or, what I did on tax day.

And look – the floor!  We can see the floor!!

(even the floor is clean - I know, I was on my hands & knees to get it that way)

The organization and cleanliness are good, but with limited usefulness.  See, I don’t *love* my office furniture (I mean, what’s to love?).  I want much more for the room (which is considerably bigger than what is shown here … but my work-at-home husband gets the lion’s share of the room, and I could not picture it.  We’ll leave that right there, with that period over there.)

I want considerably more for my part of the room.  In particular, I want this:

hah!

I’ll even take the fans.  Both of them.

But when we first moved in, we had about 5 rooms more than we’d had before, and all of them needed to be furnished.  I wanted this then, but we ran out of money.  So we headed back to the old familiar.  Ikea and Ivar.  I bought some pretty green paint, too, thinking “if I paint the Ivar, it won’t be boring ad cheap-looking, it will be snappy!”

But it never got painted.  And even if it did ….

In addition to the look of the furniture, it’s really not comfortable.  I mean, that chair?  I’m so sure.

You know, if I got a real tax refund (instead of the $13 difference between my 2 returns … before figuring the $70 cost of Turbo Tax), I could have bought my pottery barn dream furniture.

But no.  Instead, I’m looking at that can of paint, wondering whether I can paint the furniture where it stands, or if I have to take it apart in order to really do it right.

Hmpf.

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