I am sitting here at my desk which has been moved into the dining room (disassembled the dining room table to make room)... one dog and one cat are at my feet, so my chair is pushed back so I have room for my legs. It's a tight spot... but they seem so content, so I won't shoo them.
I started out with my "studio" in the second bedroom, but moved it because it turned into more of a storage unit (we haven't unpacked anything we don't need) and the kitty litter is in there... and yeah... no... I'm not going to be in there with litter box scents, lovely as they are.
Then I moved my "studio" into the corner of the main bedroom. It only took a few weeks for me to get tired of working behind the door. Squished and crammed. And the bedroom was always wrecked which didn't do much for my ability to sleep. (They say you should separate your work space from your sleep space and now I see why.)
So now it's the dining room in the middle of the apartment. Feels exposed and crammed, a wonderful combo. My computer, scanner, printer, lamp and various papers and sketches strewn about my tiny desk. And it all spills onto my painting table which has a work space about the size of a postage stamp.
I wonder if Colin is getting the hint that I am slowly moving toward the front door. Soon I supposed I'll be working in the car. That may have more space. :)
I am SO ready to find a house. But know that desperation is no way to enter into a search for the place where you'll be for an indeterminable number of years. So I am trying to be patient. And trying to get out as frequently as I can so I don't get a worsened case of cabin fever.
This too shall pass. But I am ready NOW!
I have a friend who sold her house in 5 days, moved across the country and bought a house with a 2 day search. I am still seething with jealousy! (How did you do that, T?)
We've looked at a lot of houses so far, but none of them are "the one". None have that vibe where you can walk in and feel your insides belt out: THIS IS IT! Our needs and criteria are high, but I feel like it's out there waiting for us. We just have to keep looking... and waiting for spring, when more houses go on the market. Till then, crammed dining room workspace it is.
(The picture above has nothing to do with anything... I just liked that she's saying "XLNT" with that funny smile. But maybe it does fit with this post in a way...)