Andy and I broke down our office desk this morning.
Making room for baby #2.
A little history. Since moving out of my parents' home I've never really had the desk I wanted. Small spaces and lots of roommates left little room for a big desk. For the longest time, I had a this armoired desk that barely fit a computer much less anything else. School work was a pain, but gaming was nearly impossible. Especially if you knew the sort of stuff I was doing at the time. Then when I moved to Raleigh I finally got the desk I wanted. I was huge. It filled the window area of our apartment, and later a whole room in our house. It wasn't beautiful, but it was big. It was a cubicle style desk with a hutch, and ell so the desk formed a big C shape. I could spread out quite a bit there. Of course, when we added the printer, and the paper cutter the space got smaller, but once I got rid of the desktop, it was still big.
Well, it is now gone.
No big loss really. I look forward to using the space for other purposes in the future. And it is a much lighter space now. I am full of hope. Sadly, it does mean I need to go through the room and purge it of files, old books, and maybe even my collection of KODT. Oh well, it needs to be done.
So what is this symbolic of? Umm.. come on people help me out here.