I’m sitting in my office on a weekend, trying to figure out why I’m here and not having fun at home (or even better, why I’m not cleaning or completing other necessary chores). I’m not actually doing much of value, just writing my blog and staring at the wall, trying to decide what to put there.
I just got moved into my new office on Friday. This is the first time in my life I’ve had an Honest-to-God office, with a real desk, and even a window. Now, the only thing left for me to do is to figure out how to make the place feel a little more like home.
I know the old saying goes that nobody lies on their deathbed wishing they spent more time in the office, but I do have to admit, I love my job. I don’t mind putting in extra time in the office, or working extra hours. Besides, I don’t have a wife or children. I have a cat, who, after many lengthy conversations with me, understands that I won’t be around all the time.
In making my office more like home, I mean that I want to make it more like a place that I can feel comfortable at throughout the day. Since I spend so much time here, comfort and homeliness is important to me. I’ve put a few posters up, arranged my office in a way that suits me, and I’m ready to do some real, honest to God work. Now on to read Slashdot endlessly. Yeah, that counts as work, right?
I think the only thing I need for my office is a Zen clock.
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