I remember getting my first desk when I was seven years old. It was white with orange legs and had a matching black padded chair. It was small and compact, but perfectly accommodating for a seven year old and her collection of colorful rubbers, pencils and notebooks. I remember my parents surprising me with it one day after school and feeling very grown up sitting at it for the first time, with good intentions to do my homework at it every evening. At some point the excitement faded and the desk got used less and less, until one day it disappeared from my room and was forgotten. That was the first and last desk that I have ever owned, and until recently it had never crossed my mind.
A desk or an office has never been something that I have placed much value on over the years. Both have always been reserved for work. Even in my days as a Consultant working from home, I was happy to make do working from our sofa or dining table uncomfortably for years. A home office with a desk was always a nice to have, but it was never on the wish list. But over the last two years things changed. Life changed and priorities changed. I returned to work from maternity leave thrusting us into the crazy world of being working parents, and at more or less the same time we bought our first house. For the first time in our lives, the nice to have home office became a must have.
So when we moved and gained an extra room, the husband and I were both pretty excited about creating a home office rather than the obligatory guest room. For months I dreamed about creating the idyllic creative office space, pinning away beautiful pictures of gallery walls and sophisticated desk arrangements with just the right touch of personality. But as our lovely new home office took shape, it started to look a lot different from the Pinterest offices of my dreams. Instead of the bright, clean, feminine and creative space I had imagined, distracting large Mac desktop screens and model cars crept in creating an increasingly masculine and crowded space. It appeared that the other half and I had rather different ideas of what created the perfect office space, and more importantly rather different working styles. I discovered, rather horrifyingly that the Mr favours what can only be described as organised chaos, whilst my working style is, lets say, more Scandinavian chic. Probably cultivated from my years of working in consultancy where clear desks and hot desking were the du jour.
No matter how hard I tried I just didn’t feel very productive or very creative in our new home office. The mess clouded my mind and it didn’t feel like a space that was mine too. I tried to make my mark on it, with a few little feminine touches here and there. A candle, some stationery, a lovely chair and I almost went as far as installing a gallery wall. But it didn’t change a thing. The fact remained that this was not a space that I could get lost in.
So after mulling over the idea for weeks, I finally decided to find myself a new space in the house. The perfect little space, tucked away in an alcove in our dining room. Not quite a full functional home office, but still a place that I can make into the perfect space to escape to, collect my thoughts in and let creativity find me. So I will be setting about a mini project over the next few weeks to bring my dream home office and blogging space to life. I have already picked out a beautiful desk and shelves from GLTC and cant wait to share how it all starts to come together, and so for the first time since I was seven I will have a new space of my own..