The Perfect Desk

I have wanted a desk for several years now. I had a desk when I was teenager, and used it for very important tasks like writing journal entries, but I didn’t have the opportunity to use a desk to it’s full potential at the time. (I guess that depends on how you look at it though–my largest desk drawer was full of Agatha Christie novels.)

In the apartment all of my ‘desk stuff’ like the expandable file folder and bills to be paid got stored on one shelf of a bookshelf, and it all inevitably jumbled not that long after every time I organized it. Now that we have a house, we have room for Colton and I to have side by side desks in the dining room.

As I began browsing used furniture I quickly discovered that I have expensive taste in desks. My favorites were always the roll top desks, with the appeal of being able to stop in the middle of paying bills or balancing the checkbook, but instantly hide the mess. Since the roll tops generally sold for around $300, I started trying to convince myself that I should stick with looking for the true non-negotiables, like drawers for storing all my desk stuff inside of.

I started checking Craigslist frequently, and talking myself down to a reasonable desk, until one day I saw that roll top desk had just been posted for $50. It had only been posted a few hours before, and I promptly claimed the first chance to go inspect it. (After checking with Colton if he thought it was worth driving 30 minutes to look at the desk. He said no desk was worth driving to P—- for, but then gave his serious answer that it looked like a good deal.)

I began conferring with the seller about the details of coming to see it. Was it very heavy? Oh, yes, it was so very heavy, and they didn’t actually live where the desk was, so we had to come look at it during the day, and her husband had just had surgery so he wouldn’t be able to help with the lifting. Since Colton doesn’t have a lot of spare time off this  year, I fell back on the plan of drafting nephews to carry the desk… until I got an e-mail that someone had agreed to buy the desk without having seen it.

My desk…

A few days later I heard that the buyer never completed arrangements to come pick up the desk, so I was back to having first chance to come look at it. Yay!

I drafted one nephew to come along, having remembered in the meantime that the other nephew I had intended to draft now has gainful employment which keeps him too busy during daytime hours to come move desks for me. (That pesky getting-older-and-getting-jobs thing…) Then I mildly agonized for a while about whether the heaviness of the desk was exaggerated and whether between me and my nephew Peter and my sister Merrianna if we would be able to load the desk into the car.

The first part of the adventure happened when we discovered that my phone (the only smart phone in the car, and our only source of directions to the location of the desk) was about to die and we didn’t have a charger. Peter copied down the directions into the sketchbook he’d brought along and then Merrianna continued navigating from the almost dead phone. I missed a turn (it was the shortest ‘100 yards’ in the  history of directions, is all I have to say), and began following the rerouted directions when the phone died.

Peter and Merrianna had much conferring about the remembered parts of directions compared to what was written on the sketchbook, and we somehow arrived at our destination with a deal of confusion, but without ever actually having to turn around.

This is when part 2 of our adventure started. We were greeted by a very sweet lady, with whom I’d been communicating, and her brother (not her husband, and presumably, not having just had surgery). I checked the desk, and despite a bit of sticking in the roll top part of the desk, quickly decided that I would take the desk.

The sellers, however, were very concerned about whether the large desk would fit inside our mini-van. They carefully measured many dimensions of both the desk and the inside of the mini-van, and then carefully re-measured when they couldn’t remember the original measurements.

I had been pretty sure from the beginning that the desk would fit, and the measurements sounded like a good match even without remembering the exact numbers in every case. In addition to this, I had picked up one end of the desk as I examined it.

It wasn’t that heavy at all.

We could have easily just picked up the desk, walked it out the mini-van to see if it would fit, and taken it back inside if it didn’t.

Instead, I just tried to direct events in the direction of more action and less measuring. “Yep, that looks like it should fit… Uh huh… Hmm… Okay, let’s give it a try… Yes, on its back… It really seems like that should work… I think we should go ahead and try it.”

Peter and the brother carried the desk to the mini-van while Merrianna and I watched and the very sweet lady gave me tips for what kind of furniture polish to buy if my desk happened to get accidentally scratched on the way home. (I didn’t tell her that I would probably never even notice if the desk got scratched up…)

The desk fit perfectly into the back of the mini-van, with the minor inconvenience of having to be lifted over the metal U-hooks that protrude from the sides of the back hatch. Merrianna and I even got to assist briefly by holding corners of the desk as it was flipped on its back.

We climbed back into the car, slightly exhausted from the social effort of buying a desk from such nice people, and Peter began to reverse the directions so that we could escape the tiny neighborhood in which we were cornered. Despite the fact that the desk turned out to not be heavy at all, it turned out the Peter was essential to the escapade, as he was the keeper of the directions (and the owner of pencil and paper).

And that is the story of how I am sitting and typing this blog post at a lovely, ever so slightly scratched roll top desk (which only sticks a little when you try to put down the roll top lid).

Moving In

It’s been almost two months since I wrote about moving out of our apartment, and it seemed time for an update about the moving in half of the process. It seems that getting sick after we move is a tradition, so I came down with a bad cold shortly after we moved, which slowed down the latter part of the unpacking. It is now, however, nearly done.

Instead of having to cook all our meals in the Instant Pot we have a stove. It has two ovens, and plays far too many musical chimes including an alarm if you leave the oven door open for too long. But two ovens, and not an Instant Pot, so over all, I’m quite happy with it.

Instead of having to work around temporary kitchen storage, we now have a kitchen island which greatly improves the amount of counter space available.

Instead of having to go to the laundromat, I can now do laundry in any weather without having to leave the house and bundle up against the cold. The washer and dryer also play unusually (and unnecessarily) long musical chimes when they’re done, but I can live with that, seeing as how I now have the freedom to do any amount of laundry at any time.

Instead of having bare windows and feeling that our television watching habits were needlessly public, we now have curtains on all our windows. The curtain saga is long and involved, and some of the curtains could still use upgrading (along with one Frankenstein’s curtain rod that I cobbled together when some of the proper pieces went missing) but having curtains is a major upgrade in itself, and greatly improves the hominess of the house.

Instead of a stack of boxes in the closet, we now have new bookshelves to replace the ones that broke in the move, and the closet is shifting over into being useful for normal storage.

Instead of having to root through a plastic tub every time I needed to pay a bill or file a receipt I now have a desk! The desk just got set up today, so I’m especially excited about this one. I’ve wanted a desk for the past few years, and never really had a good place to put one in the apartment, so now I can finally hide all of my paperwork in an organized manner.

I can’t say that all the decorating is done, but I have hung up all of the important wall art (mostly involving dragons), and found a temporary place for the wedding monkeys while I continue to experiment with various set ups. We have more blank walls in the house than we did in the apartment, so I have temporarily put up some pictures we didn’t have a place for before, and will have to decide which ones should be upgraded.

There is a strange shortage of closets in this house, so storage requires some creativity, except in the bathroom where there seems to be an unreasonably large amount of storage (at least for people who don’t use the large assortment of face, hair, eye and nail creams that may be considered standard to others).

I really can’t say at what point in the process the  new house started to feel like home, though it must not have taken too long. I can say that it’s starting to go beyond just feeling like ‘this is the place where we live’ to also making me think ‘I like living here’.

Moving Out

Today we move out of our ‘almost first apartment’. For the first six months of our marriage we lived in an apartment across town. In retrospect, we were hardly there long enough for it to count as our first apartment–it was almost more of an extended honeymoon. At the time however, it was very  much our first home.

I was sick with a very bad cough and cold for the first month after moving into our current apartment, and perhaps the fact that this delayed unpacking contributed to it not feeling like home at first. Whatever the reason, I remember running errands near our first apartment a couple of months after moving, and starting to cry because I just wanted to turn down that lane and go to what still felt like home.

Our current apartment had some perks, however, and once we finally settled in, I really loved living next door to where Colton worked. He came home for lunch nearly every day, which was by far my favorite thing about the arrangement. Him walking to work, and me getting access to our one car most of the time wasn’t a bad bonus to the situation either.

After about three years of living here, I started to get very tired of apartment life. The tiny kitchen was frustrating, and I so loved the idea of having a washer and dryer IN MY HOUSE instead of having to carry my laundry down the steps and sidewalk every week, no matter the weather.

The perks I mentioned above broke through my grumpiness though, and I started to appreciate the reasons we chose this apartment in the first place even more.

And now we’re moving.

We found a house with a very decently sized kitchen, and a washer and dryer right in the kitchen (not even basement steps to deal with!), in addition to having a nice deck on the back and a little more space in the living and dining areas for having people over. I’m finally getting to test out my dream of having black kitchen cupboards that are red on the inside (just the inside of the door, but still, red). We’re putting up better quality curtain rods than the cheap, flimsy ones that seemed like such a good idea on a newlywed budget.

And yet…

I cried when I packed our wedding monkeys. I took down most of our wall art several days ago, but I couldn’t bring myself to take down the dragon pictures until today. Most of our first six years of marriage happened here. We went from thrift store furniture (okay, consignment stores) to actually having color schemes for most of our rooms. I ran a food blog and youtube channel from that tiny kitchen for about a year. We had over more people at a time than could reasonably fit in our apartment.

And it’s time to move on.

I suspect that I’m really going to love living in our new house, and that the adjustment will happen quickly. Once I’ve left this apartment for the last time, it only be empty walls, and it won’t be so hard to say goodbye. It’s the in between of being here, but not really here, with everything that made it ours already packed up in boxes that seems hard.

I’m looking forward to unpacking tomorrow.

A Plexus Experiment, Part 5

Read my previous update here.

I’ve now been using Plexus products for about 4 months, and I had a few odds and ends of life that I wanted to update about. Since several different kinds of things have gone on in my life and community since my last post I’m not going to try to give a full overview, just mention a few notable topics. (And I really am going to try to post some normal life updates on my blog too, at least, if life stops being quite so crazy.)

 

Being Busy and Fatigue: I’ve had some really tired days in the past month, but they were related to doing a lot more than I used to be able to do. I’ve been able to push through some very busy days and weeks. I’ve had to crash (sometimes hard) afterward, but my recovery time was also noticeably shorter than it would normally be after such intense activity levels. Today I’m still feeling in recovery mode, but I’m managing to tackle errands and laundry in the same day, which I didn’t used to be able to do even on a good day. It’s amazing how quickly Plexus is changing my definitions of good days and tired days!

 

Weight: My weight has been fluctuating more than is normal for me in the past week or so, but I have now lost at least five pounds since starting Plexus, and I think it’s a bit more.  I need to take some measurements, but just judging by how my clothes are fitting, the fat loss continues to be more dramatic than the actual loss by the scale. (I’ve had a couple people start to notice that I’ve lost weight, and they say that normally happens after ten pounds of weight loss.)

I was just starting to exercise again, partly to see if it boosted the weight loss, but that was when life got really crazy busy, and I couldn’t spare the energy. Hopefully I can restart some light exercise this week and see what happens.

 

Plexus X-Factor Multivitamins: I decided to test out the Plexus multi-vitamins, but since I started taking them right about when one of my busy weeks hit, it’s hard to compare and figure out if they made me feel any different. I’m currently experimenting by switching back to my old multivitamin. I’ll let you know the results of my full vitamin experiment when it’s finished.

 

Plexus Ease: I’m so thankful I decided to try Plexus Ease! I routinely get hormone headaches as a side effect of some of my fertility medications, and they usually come at time of the month when I’m really trying to avoid ibuprofen. The Plexus Ease doesn’t completely take away the headaches, but it does lessen them enough to make it a lot easier for me to ignore them. I’m loving having a product that I can take on the spur of the moment to make my life a little more comfortable, without having to weigh the pros and cons of the side effects from OTC medications. (Full disclosure: I did have some massive pain that was either very sore muscles from helping in a move, or hormonal pain from missing major medications because of pharmacy issues, or likely a combination of the two. Plexus Ease didn’t even touch that pain, I resorted to ibuprofen in the middle of the night so I could sleep. So, I’d say, it’s good at what it does, but that’s not everything.)

 

I’m so excited about the changes I’m seeing as I continue to take Plexus. I’m staying caught up on my household chores more consistently, and interruptions to my routine are now just minor inconveniences instead of hurdles that throw off my whole week. Yay Plexus!

 

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*These statements have not been evaluated by the Food & Drug Administration. This product is not intended to diagnose, treat, cure or prevent any disease. 

A Plexus Experiment, Part 4

Read my previous update here.

I’ve now been taking Plexus for about three months. I haven’t been updating on the results as often, because the longer I’m on Plexus the less dramatic the changes are. In fact, a big part of my adjustment to being on Plexus at this point is figuring out what Plexus DOESN’T change, so that I can start to set new expectations of normal.

 

1. Being an Introvert

Better health may help me to do a better job at pushing through when I need to, but Plexus products will never change the fact that eventually social interaction builds up mental stress for me, and that I need down time to clear my mind between social interactions. This means, unfortunately, I still can’t schedule social events for every night of the week without serious repercussions.

2. Medication Side Effects

Again, better underlying health can help generally here, and improved health might even eventually help me to eliminate some of my prescriptions, but for now, certain medication side effects are inevitable, and when I’m on certain medications, I will have nausea and sleepiness.

3. Hormones

Because of the medications I’m on, this is closely tied to the previous point. Better general health can eliminate some of the worst ‘side effects’ of fluctuating hormones, but I firmly believe that we’re meant to cycle our activities based on different points in our cycling hormones. There are certain times in a woman’s life that are more suited to quiet reflection than to mountain climbing, despite what some obnoxious commercials might try to have you believe.

4. Lyme Bacteria and Toxins

This is one that I DO hope changes eventually, but for the moment I have to accept that I have Lyme bacteria living in my body, and likely have bad reactions to being around mold. This means that as my health improves, I still have to take some changes slowly and carefully, or I’ll overload my detoxification systems with all the bacteria and toxins that are being cleared from my system.

 

What all of this means for right now is that I’ve seen an improvement in my base energy levels on Plexus, but I do still have fluctuations in energy and some bad days. Most noticeable to me are the days that I start out feeling tired, but manage to tackle a decent chunk of my to-do list anyway. This means that the definition of a tired day is starting to change from ‘death warmed over’ to ‘not quite peak condition’. I do still have the occasional day where it’s hard to get anything done (mostly due to medication side effects), but they are farther between.

I had to temporarily stop taking the ProBio5 as it seemed to trigger either a Lyme flare up or a candida detox reaction, and I’m now starting it back up, but taking it only every other day to try to mitigate the intensity of the detox reaction.

I have lost about three pounds since starting Plexus, which is a small amount, but a big change, since my body has previously freaked out and acted like I’m starving to death any time I managed to lose any weight. In this case, the weight loss has been very low stress and low effort, and it’s possible I could even lose weight a little faster if I were putting more effort into it. Also, I’ve noticed a change in how my clothes are fitting, so I suspect that actual fat loss is a bit higher than the scale indicates.

I will continue to update occasionally if I notice changes in how I’m reacting to the Plexus products, or see significantly more progress. Also, I will likely do a couple of posts explaining a bit more about the basics of the products and ordering options, since I’ve had several people asking questions, and it would be convenient to have be able to direct them to written explanations. Before I do that, though, I’m also going to try to get back in the habit of writing blog post about my general life more often, especially as better base energy levels are just starting to translate into sticking more closely to my routines and to-do lists. 🙂

If you’re interested in ordering Plexus, click here. Contact me for more information on pricing structure and ordering options.

*These statements have not been evaluated by the Food & Drug Administration. This product is not intended to diagnose, treat, cure or prevent any disease.