quarantine blogging: my hobbit hole

I did not, in fact, spend the day writing.  I instead spent it rearranging my office so that it better resembled the hobbit hole that I want it to be.

Obviously part of that is once again having a computer tower instead of a small square thing that hides easily.  The other part was all the stuff I brought home with me from the day job that was piled up.

When I was younger, in my 20s, and working for the first time, I had no idea how to not bring my job home with me.  This lasted well into my 30s.  This was mostly due to how many jobs I had that I felt stuck with, and also, you know, the general neurosis of youth.  My youth, anyway.  I’m much better at compartmentalizing my work life and home life nowadays, but I keep thinking how much Past Me would hate having Day Job junk in her office.  Present Me is just like … hm, let me get some magazine organizers for these notebooks so they can be tidy, and how about a day job specific Windows ID?

So now I’m done, and my cave is my cave again.