.. sort of.

Last night I destroyed our living room in a frenzy of half-assed reorganization. I’m trying out Shan’s old desk and if I like the setup, will purchase it from her. The new desk is drastically different from my old one in that it is a giant table and my old desk was a ladder to the heavens. I have no shelves. I miss my shelves.

Or do I? My old desk has long since been a joke to my friends, because when the Big One hits I will undoubtedly meet my demise buried under an avalanche of toys:

The new-to-me desk is much bigger, meaning I don’t need to have a secondary table to house my other monitor and my MacBook. In fact, I can easily have all four computers up and running on my desk with ample room for a printer and other assorted necessities like cats, Diet Coke, iDevices, and more. So far, I like it. I might like it more when I have the rest of the living room dealt with – it’s kind of a disaster right now – but we’ll see.

I’m torn on the lack of shelving. On one hand, I clearly need space for my many, many toys. On the other hand .. well, it might be kind of nice to accidentally bump into my desk and NOT have the world fall down on my head. The walls of our living room are a really nice green, and with my new setup I can see it instead of a disorganized crap basket of hell. My original plan was to visit Ikea sometime this weekend and buy some shelving units, but now I’m waffling. At the moment I’m leaning towards getting some additional drawers, instead – surely my toys will be just as fun sitting inside a drawer as opposed to on my wall.

I wonder how long I’ll be able to keep my desk free of any extra tiny things. I give myself a week, tops.

I would like a magnetic white board, though.

Oh, the options!