For a long time now I have relied solely on a standing desk. After a really bad run of sciatica I basically couldn’t sit down or I would induce pain. I was either standing or lying. It was hard adjusting, my legs ached for a few weeks, but I grew to love my standing desk. It’s beautiful, and wonderful, and helped me sort my back out.
Recently, I’ve had an urge to sit. And not at the dining table which is always covered in books and projects and other stray items. I started hunting for a desk, and my eldest generously suggested I take back my lovely old queen anne dresser and use that – when asked what she would do with her clothes she admitted that she keeps them on the floor, and the only things in her drawers are things she doesn’t like wearing (don’t worry, I DID get her drawers, but I can’t promise she will use them 😉 )
Today I picked up an office chair and had my first chance to sit down at my own desk in ages. And it was good. I even finished a short story! It’s been in the works for a while – quite the challenging piece. It’s going to need some work, but I’m looking forward to focusing on something else for the next week or so.
And in the meantime, this is one happy writer 🙂 I love this addition to my space. While the mirrors are a tad distracting, I’m not sure I have the heart to remove them – this dresser belonged to my Great Aunt May, and has been a cherished belonging of mine for about 20 years now. I may just cover chunks of it with inspiration… What do you think?