I'm always a day or a week late to the party over at Funky Junk. She recently did a take-your-blogging-buddies-to-work post. That was fun. While most of us will never get to paint a firetruck as she did, at least some of us will get to dress like a fireman at work. Nananabooboo. Is that how you spell that?
When I am not cooperating with the training on the highly-technical sprinkler system, I can be found right in the middle of the mess below. It actually does look worse in pictures. I should have tidied up first. Let me just say that I am highly productive most of the time at this desk. And every now and then, it slows down enough for me to organize it. It hasn't been now and then for a long time though. Actually I have two desks to keep neat at this time.
Oh, you can see the second desk right there past the three filing cabinets. I can just roll in my chair back and forth, back and forth. Fun.
Even in the chaos or should I say especially in the chaos, I must have my happy places. One is in my rolodex. It is a very happy place for me. Not only does it contain everything I need to know at my fingertips, it also makes me smile. That is important at my job.
Anytime I am bored--which is never--I can just flip through and find a great thought or quote. I can also find the number for the fire department--just in case the sprinkler training does not pan out.
There is also something fun and comforting about running my mouse all over the faces of my grandchildren and daughter.
Oh, and one more thing that is plentiful around my place of employment--kids, lots of them--even right there under my feet.