I’m continuing on with telling you of a positive experience for three consecutive days. Here’s Day Two – my desk.
For years I had a home in the North Central part of San Antonio. It had been my mother’s home and on her death I took over the mortgage and the upkeep. Not a really smart decision, as it turns out, because the house was a money pit, but the positive side of that was I finally sold it.
I lived in that house when my first book was sold. I can still remember the blackboard behind my office door where I wrote the date: April 17, 1993 – that’s the day I got “the call” that Kensington had purchased three of my books. It wasn’t until book number ten, I think, that I could afford a new desk. Up until that time I was making do with something I’d purchased at a thrift shop. When I was ready, I called a used office furniture store and told the salesman what I was looking for. My office was 12 x 12 and I wanted a desk that would fill three of the walls, a U-shape, if possible. He had one. We worked out the price and he arranged to deliver it.
Um, we didn’t consider that the office door was located in a hallway. The desk wouldn’t fit. One part was 10 feet long. The other part was 12 feet long, with the third section 5 feet. It didn’t bend so it had to come in through the window. It took three men two hours to connect it.
The desk was wonderful, but I never considered that it was so, well, lacking. It had overhead storage units but only one tiny drawer. I wanted drawers! But I’d bought the darn thing, so I was stuck with it.
Fast forward twelve years.
In the interim, I moved out of my mother’s house and into an apartment for three years before I bought my current house. The desk had to be disassembled, taken out through the window, reassembled in the apartment, disassembled, and moved into my current home. During the move into the apartment, one of the moving men pulled a gun on the other one, they were so frustrated with the desk. (I live such an eventful life.)
The desk had become an albatross. A huge, drawerless albatross.
One day, fed up with the lack of drawers, I decided I was going to get another desk. I knew exactly what I wanted: something roomy with storage and drawers! Something like a partner’s desk would be ideal, with two work areas, one for writing and one for administrative stuff. Something that didn’t have to hug the walls.
I narrowed my selection down to one desk. Actually, that’s not quite true. I was perusing various office furniture sites when I saw this desk and WHAM! like love at first sight, I knew that was the desk I wanted. It would be the single most expensive furniture purchase I ever made, however. I justified it by telling myself I was at my desk for about 12 hours a day. But the company was located in California. Not only would they have to arrange transport but installation. Did I want to go through that hassle (I asked myself)? Yep, sure did.
Now, to get rid of the old desk.
Salvation Army didn’t want it even though it was in the same condition as when I’d purchased it. That desk was big, heavy, and THERE. It wasn’t going to give up the ghost on its own.
So, I finally called 1-800-GOTJUNK and told them the situation. They sent out two guys who took the desk apart and put it in their truck for $200.00. It took them four hours and I thought it was a great bargain.
I timed the dismantling of the old desk pretty good. I only had to work on stacks of boxes for a week before the huge honkin’ moving truck pulled up in front of the house. (Yes, I was in the middle of a book, too. One that was due in January and this was December. I know, what was I thinking?) It took two guys three hours to install the desk. The minute they started bringing in the first of the eight pieces of the desk I knew I’d made the perfect decision. The desk fits the room to a T. Flash can wind around the pedestal. It accommodates my recliner, and it looks lovely in the space.
Here’s what it looked like on the site:
Here’s what it looked like the day I was “moving in”.
Where the stool is in the picture is where my recliner sits. I use a recliner when I’m working so I can put my feet up. I don’t sit all that long now, but there are times when I just want to elevate my feet. The desk takes up one long wall and juts out into the room. The desk part is the size of two desks put together so there’s lots of work room.
I have to say that this desk has been the best purchase I’ve ever made. There’s room for my computer and for Flash to bop around in a circle around me. The desk has two distinct work areas and places for my scanner and printer to hide. What you can’t see is an electronics drawer that opens up. It has two surge protectors. None of the wiring for the computers can be seen because it’s hidden in channels to the surge protectors.
The desk is a truly beautiful piece of furniture, so much so that I leave the double doors to my office open when I’m not working. The top has an inlay pattern of a sunburst. The glass doors hold hardcover copies of my books, and the shelves all the reference books I love. I’ve had it for a year now and every morning when I come into my office I smile.
How about you? Do you have a special piece of furniture you love?