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.