Movin' Down

I don’t know about you, but the place where I work determines how well I perform and how long I’m willing to remain at my task. Some time ago I had entertained the idea of moving my office from an upstairs bedroom to the walkout basement of our home. Then, as summer heated up, so did that upstairs bedroom. In spite of a new air conditioning unit, the heat this summer proved too much of an obstacle to keep the upstairs at a comfortable temperature—can we just say, I was a sweaty, miserable wreck trying to work up there--so I finally made it downstairs.

Unfortunately my talk of redoing the lower level into an office had remained only that—talk. So, in the midst of the summer heat, I decided it was time to take action and set to work on the project. Time wise and temperature wise, it wasn’t the best choice, but I finally managed to get most of the work completed. Now don’t misunderstand—I did not actually lay the carpet, paint the walls or install the light fixtures—that required people with more talent than I possess. My efforts, and those of my daughter and son, came in the form of grunt work. Jenna’s was more ongoing than Justin’s. He brought my old furniture down two levels of stairs. For Jenna, it mean days of packing and moving not only supplies, but BOOKS. Box after box of research books. She has now declared I can not buy anymore books unless I get rid of one or more in its place—but what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her and I’ve already purchased more since moving downstairs. Besides, the bookshelves aren't completely full yet. Of course, all the boxes haven't been unloaded yet, either. But that's another story.

The actual work area.

The typewriter bookends I couldn't resist.The table and chairs donated by Justin--in case I need to have a snack and keep up my strength while working!

The wrap-around couch donated by Justin.

And, of course, more bookshelves. :)

I also took over a small room and am using it to store books, supplies and it also has one more bookshelf. Hmm. I do see a copy of someone’s recent release. How did that get in there?

All that to say that I enjoy seeing where other authors work, so I thought I’d show you a few pictures of my new work environment. I do like it. I can look out the double doors at the backyard—there’s a couch where I can sit and read, and a television which I avoid turning on during work hours. The couch, along with the table and chairs were a donation from Justin. When he moved from Phoenix they wouldn’t work in his new home, so I was the grateful recipient. He also purchased this picture for me, but I haven’t yet decided exactly where I’m going to hang it. There are lots of options, but no nail holes until I’m certain!!

May you find joy as you create a place of comfort and spend time with the Lord. ~Judy