You know you're somewhere special when you see this: (Photo on blog: [link]
We're officially settled in our new lair- and check this out:
It's a drawing desk- or as I like to call it, my own little slice of heaven.
This may not seem like a big deal to all those sane people out there, but I've been dreaming of having an actual *real* workstation for years. We didn't have room for one back in the matchbox.
In the old days, I'd jury rig a sketching surface by balancing a briefcase on my lap with a dinosaur book on top for a writing surface, and carefully fan out reference papers. After carefully constructing the teetering edifice and planting pencils and erasers about, I would then immediately dismantle all of it in order to go pee.
But not anymore.
Fully pampered with a workstation that doesn't fall apart when I shift my weight, Volume 4 is off to a great start! Our next post ought to be a sneak peek of the progress.