This is not my desk. I am a very organized person, I would never let my desk get to such a state.
Okay, I admit, this was my desk — I have subsequently cleaned up my act.
This is where all the magic happens. This tiny desk is where I think of the next clever tweet (notice that, of course, Twitter is open on my computer), and this is where I write almost everything that ends up on my blog.
This is where I spend countless hours reading other blogs, leaving comments, answering e-mails.
This is my “A Room of One’s Own.”
I try to keep the kid away from it, but you know how well that goes over. This is the most exiting place in the whole house to Landon. (sigh)