And that’s because for some reason some people think it’s the place you dump stuff you don’t otherwise have a place for. I gave up trying to keep the main part of the house, the kids rooms, and hell even my room most of the time, clean. (Army Guy is a slob. It’s damned near impossible to keep our room straightened up.)
My office was my haven though. I hate clutter. I hate stuff being out of place. It makes me batshit. And now, well, even my office is invaded. I’d show y’all a picture of it, but guess what, my digital camera seems to have walked away again (that would be Army Guy also). Since the writing has been going to well lately (Lunar Mates 5 is completed and sent! woohoo!), I’ve decided to take a mental health day–clean my office and veg with Nalini Singh’s new book.
The cleaning is going to get ugly I’m sure. Some of the odd things I can see from where I’m sitting-
a rifle case
a toy wagon
a pile of the girls’ books
a shoe shine kit
pieces from the weight machine
a gun cleaning kit
a box of kids clothes that need to go to the consignment store
Christmas stockings (wtf!?)
the ironing board
car jacks
Anyone see a trend here? I guess it’s obvious who the worst offender is. 
So what’s in your writing space that doesn’t belong there? Does your family think it’s the catch all junk area too?
September 13th, 2007 at 9:49 am
LMAO!! I can see all my canning supplies from my desk. And random CDs. And books all over the place. *sigh*
September 13th, 2007 at 2:55 pm
Suddenly I don’t feel too bad about my room.
But I did just clean it two weeks ago.
September 13th, 2007 at 4:22 pm
ugh. I HAD an office. And then I got a laptop. And a dog.
And apparently dogs get bent out of shape if you leave them alone for five minutes. And he raids the dirty laundry and chews my underwear in retaliation (um. ew!)
So anyway, the point here is that the ‘office’ became the “the dog can’t have this so put it there til I can find a home for it” room.
And now we’re having a baby, and it needs to become a nursery. Yeah. That’s going well.
On the plus side, I have a laptop, so, for the most part I just sit my butt on the couch to write. Dog on my knees, kids circling.
September 13th, 2007 at 10:05 pm
For once in my life, my office is clean. Granted we have only lived here for 5 weeks, but still. The only things in the office that don’t belong exclusively to me are some of my husband’s school books on the book shelves. Also some bills and paperwork that he has left in a bin on the desk that needs to be filed.
September 14th, 2007 at 10:47 am
I don’t have an office, just a corner of my living room with a desk and chair. However, I live alone, so my office is as tidy as I leave it. But I’m a slob, so…use your imagination.