Tuesday Tirade and a little Feng Shui

I think I have come to the conclusion that I am not delirious after all. Instead, I think I have Adult Attention Deficit Disorder. Actually, I have probably suffered from this all of my life, but it is only now that I realize I have just had multiple coping strategies and have learned to channel my wandering brain functions successfully from one task to the next. Sewing has been very good therapy, for instance. And quilting, and crafting, and blogging, etc.

And I am always changing the furniture around.

This is one of the symptoms. I can't stand everything to be the same all the time. I change the furniture around in my house at least once a month. I rearrange the pantry every other month. I rotate the fabric in my shop weekly, sometimes every other day even. I can't sit still and watch t.v. unless I have a project in my lap. And the other way around is true, too -- I can't sew if the t.v. isn't on!

I AM LOSING MY FOCUS!!

Should I call a doctor? A shrink? A licensed massage therapist?

Actually -- hey, that's not a bad idea....

In any case, the reason for this month's feng shui isn't my skittish home decorating bug. It's my dad's fault. He had to go and make an enormous, two-tiered desk for my daughters, which is custom fitted to their bedroom space and is one of the most functional, beautiful and unique pieces of furniture I've ever seen.


This desk was ergonomically designed -- or whatever -- by my genius father. It's such a simple design, but everything is placed in just the right spot for maximum support and functionality.

We had to use Sophie and Emma as a counterweight to screw in the pedastals. If they didn't like it so much up there, we could have used that shelf for a new "time-out" space. Darn.

One of my favorite features is the abundance of head room. The girls used to bonk their heads on their old desk every time they sat down at it. Which meant they didn't use the darn desk very much. Which meant doing their homework curled up on their bed or on my kitchen table when I was trying to set it for dinner, and usually while a younger sister was watching a movie. Which meant, ultimately, homework didn't get done in a timely fashion.

Now, homework is a joy! They can't wait to come home every day and s-p-r-e-a-d out their books all over the table top (as well as their school things all over the floor....we're still working on a solution to that problem...)

All of this meant, of course, that we had to rearrange not only their bedroom, but Emma and Sophie's room, my room, the kitchen and the living room as well. If for no other reason than to make room for the beast of a desk that they used to have. We couldn't just throw it out on the sidewalk with a sign that said "Please Take Me Home" like a stray kitten, now could we? Besides, unlike a kitten, it takes up a little more space and weighs about two hundred pounds.


The living room won the toss, but only because it meant that we could throw away the old, dilapidated microwave cart that used to serve as our "office". It was missing a drawer, and one of the hinges on the front door was broken, so we sacrificed it to the feng shui gods (and a few hammers -- why do my kids enjoy being destructive?) and replaced it with this. Now, I know where all my bills are, and all those extra, ridiculously tangled electrical gadgets we seem to collect have a home, as well as the stapler, hole puncher, and extra school supplies. Our printer no longer has to shake every time it prints something, and Sophie has a little nook of her own to do her homework while I blog. See? It's a win-win situation!

Oh, and if I haven't said it enough already, THANK YOU, GRANDPA!