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A Room of One’s Own

When we moved into our house four years ago I asked my husband which room he wanted for his office and then I quickly told him which room would house my office. 

Virginia Woolf would be proud of me.

And this, my friends, is how the Mom Cave was born.

The Mom Cave is my place and it's full of papers, books and my pink laptop.

Yep, it's pink. Long story.

But my 'office' is also full of a lot of family crap.

You see, whenever there is something in the house that someone doesn't know what to do with, they put it in my office.

I have papers, school supplies, stuffed animals and pillows in here. I have so much crap in here that yesterday, when I had a friend over, she asked me how I ever get anything done.

Now, this woman is a great writer and editor and she told me that she wouldn't be able to write in my office because it housed too many distractions.

That sound you hear? That would be the sound of the light bulb going off over my head.

Yeah.

My writing lately? It has not been getting done.

So today I am cleaning and streamlining my office.

The garbage bags and recycling bags are filling up. It's all good.

My only problem now is trying to figure out how to stop my family from bringing all their stuff back in here again.

I need a gate with a lock or a moat with a dragon or uh, something at my office door to keep my beloved family and all their stuff out of here.

Any suggestions?

Sigh. 

3 thoughts on “A Room of One’s Own

  1. An attack cat? The same is true of my creative space, hence the little creative production. My challenge is keeping it clean and less cluttered; even moving didn’t help as I’ve never fully unpacked.
    Good luck!

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