Sunday, November 25, 2007

A Peek Into H's Worklife

I am in my husband's office right now. We were running errands, and then he had to come into work for a couple of hours, and then we are going to run some more errands. So I am just hanging out right now paying bills online and blogging. I know it is bad to blog from your own office, but is blogging from your spouse's office ok? I think it is.

Let me describe my husband's office to you. It is crazy. First, the monitor is about three feet away from me, and the keyboard I am typing on is balanced on a stack of papers that is about 8 inches high. The background on H's monitor is a picture of me "wearing" an astronaut suit in Chicago. To my left, is a 18 inch tall plastic Incredible Hulk doll. Behind me is a mini-fridge that contains overripe Clementines and light apple juice. His two diplomas are hung behind me to the left. The undergrad diploma is hung so that the bottom of the frame is above my head. Then his law school degree is under it, but WAY under it. Like there are 12 inches between the frames. To my right, H has used thumbtacks to hang a poster of a painting that he really liked in the Philadelphia Museum of Art. This poster is also hung so that it is probably 5 feet 4 inches off the ground. Directly in front of me is a little bookshelf with pictures on top. The pictures are of our nieces and nephews, and there are two pictures of me and H. Oh, also a tiny wallet sized picture of me at my hooding ceremony (law school hooding, not some kind of weird racist thing). There used to be another 18 inch tall Incredible Hulk on the bookshelf, but it fell off as I was typing this. (I dusted earlier and must have made it unbalanced.) About three feet above the bookshelf (and six feet from the floor) is a framed certificate of H's. Oh my gosh, my hands are killing me from trying to type on this massive pile of papers. Ok. There are also copies of the Constitution, the Bill of Rights, and the Declaration of Independence on the wall.

So there you go, the pictures a diplomas are nice, I just wish they were hung lower. Oh well. His office is a lot more personalized than mine. Mine is so bland that I am pretty sure no one could guess whose office it is unless they sat in my chair and looked at the few personal pictures I have.

9 comments:

Stefanie said...

What an excellent solution to blogger's block... I will just describe everything around me! :-) Just teasing you, my friend. I am actually picturing the whole thing and am amused in particular by all the items hung at H height. Is everything in your house hung extra low, just for YOU?

L Sass said...

I am glad that the way H wants to see you when he is stuck at work is dressed up as an astronaut. He must think you are "Out of this World!"

hehehehe

Noelle said...

So, it's wrong to blog at work? Uh...

nancypearlwannabe said...

Hmm, I don't have ANY pictures, or really anything personal in my office at all. I don't need the kiddos coming in and singing "WoOOoOoOO, is that your BOYFRIEND?! Do you want to KISS him?!"

Which totally would happen, in case you were wondering.

Sparkling Cipher said...

Glad to know I'm not the only one incapable of personalizing her office.

After 4 years here, the only personal touches are a few snapshots of my dogs that are stuck to my monitor, my diploma on a shelf, my puppy dog mug, and a cd player (which isn't really personal except in that I brought it from home and if you turn it on, the soundtrack from 50 First Dates plays). Otherwise, it's just how the last person left it, right down to the inspirational "Make It Happen" poster.

Jess said...

This is awesome. And also an example of why many husbands should not be left to decorate their own offices.

My office has a few framed photos, a few unframed photos on the bulletin board, vases and books on the bookcase, and piles of paper everywhere. Pretty standard, I think.

lizgwiz said...

My office is completely personal, and the clutter is out-of-control. I have to stifle my OCD somewhat, 'cause it's a small office and I don't have much filing space. So stuff sits in piles. I know EXACTLY what's in each pile, though.

I also have posters on the walls from many of the plays I've been in, pictures of friends, parents, animals. A lamp that was my Grandpa's. Pottery, Bendies, Pez dispensers, a fuzzy pink elephant. And a very large poster of Lyle Lovett right over my computer. My workplace is, shall we say, relaxed.

3carnations said...

Completely off topic...Lara & Abbersnail both had posts they consider somewhat taboo today that they plan to delete. What do you, oh Queen of the Blog Share, think about a random blog share? Instead of everyone doing it on one day, assign people a "buddy". Someone they can send these type of posts to as the need arises. We would never know when they are coming, or who the participants are. True randomness...Just a thought.

Lara said...

Thank you for clarifying about the hooding ceremony. Ha.