Meet Desk-Replacement #1. Actually, the height of the red step-stool chair from the kitchen wasn't too bad. And the steps made convenient "shelves" to place my reading material and coffee cup. But the surface is pretty small--barely enough space for my laptop to sit--which left no place for me to rest my hands and my arms got tired pretty quickly just hovering in the air beside the chair. Besides that, Hubs wanted the chair back in the kitchen to hold the potato bin so he'd quit tripping over it. So...that was short-lived.
Moving on to Desk Replacement #2. I made do with items in my office--my desk chair and an ottoman. As you can see, the shortness of the ottoman let me rest my elbows on my knees, eliminating the arm issue presented by the red chair, but it opened a new discomfort: can you say "back pain"? Yes, the hunching forward very quickly took its toll on my lower spine. Additionally, the surface space of the ottoman is no better than the red chair, so it proved to be a rather ineffectual desk.
Then, on Tuesday afternoon, the doorbell rang! "A desk!" you're thinking, right? Wrong. But...something else I've been anticipating...
My new office chair!
I very quickly got set up to make the best use of this spiffy chair. (Yes, I know there are cords stringing all over, Tammy--I haven't bought ribbon yet.) This works quite nicely...unless I need to get up quickly. Then it can be a bit of a problem. BUT I'm not hunching forward, my arms aren't hovering in the air, I have a nice surface on which to place my coffee cup and book and glasses and laptop without feeling squished. So it's serving its purpose.
But I'm still really really really wanting my desk. *sigh*
Years ago, the principal at the grade school where I taught overheard one of the kids call me "Mrs. S," and he smirked. Nudged me. Asked, "Does 'Mrs. S' stand for 'Mrs. Structure'?" I had to laugh--yes, that title certainly fit me. I am very much a person of structure and routine. This worked well in my elementary classroom--kids with learning issues or behavioral issues performed better in my room because they knew what to expect...the routine gave them security. I like my routine--my comfort zone--for the same reason: it gives me security. So this lack of desk has really rocked my world.
Silly, isn't it? Actually, it's been a good learning experience for me. Remember the verse in Philippians when Paul states, "...for I have learned to be content in whatever circumstances I am" (HCSB translation)? I've been learning to be content with whatever is available to me rather than being so hung up on "my" structure. Maybe by the time my desk arrives, I'll have discovered a comfort in writing in other places in the house, too. That would be quite something!
And speaking of when the desk will arrive... Let's have a little fun, shall we? The email I received on Tuesday about the desk said, " So there are your hints. Leave a guesstimate of DAY AND TIME for arrival in a comment. Whoever guesses the closest will receive a package from "Mrs. S." :o) "
God bless you muchly as you journey with Him! ~Kim