Today, as the title would suggest, is my moving day. Rather, my office moving day.
Because I’m transitioning into part-time at work, so I can be a full-time student, I’m being moved from my cubicle to an office usually reserved for interns.
At first, I saw this as kind of a downgrade.
I saw it as being kicked out of my desk (the one I’ve been at for nearly 3 years) and moving to an office that I’ll eventually be sharing (with an intern), all in favor of a new employee – who actually shares my name. Talk about feeling replaced.
But then, after a little dose of perspective (thanks to the bf, since I was being a cranky pants), I started to think along the lines of, yay! I get an office! And the intern and I won’t have the same schedule, so most of the time it’ll be my own! And I get a pretty flower to add a little color to the place!
Suffice it to say, I was feeling pretty positive about the whole thing.
And then I started packing this morning. It’s amazing how much stuff can accumulate over the course of a few years.
Not to mention the drawers I’ve filled, or all the shoes I’ve left at the office, at one point or another.
But, in keeping with the positive spin, lugging these boxes o’ stuff will certainly be my strength training for the day.
Plus, with an office, think of all the new privacy I’ll have for blogging! Priorities, you know.