My chair arrived this evening, and the PWA (Perfect Work Area) is now complete. I brewed a fresh mocha (yeah, I know it’s late, and I know I’m going to pay for the yummy caffeine when I try to sleep tonight, but with the chair arriving, I needed the full experience), and I’m reclined in my study, feet over the ottoman, coffee waiting patiently on the wooden coffee table, wondering (me, not the table) what I should write in the PWA, which was all purchased by the PJ for my birthday and Chanukah (which the PJ didn’t combine into one gift as the Moms did quite often when I was young—the bane of any child who’s birthday is near the season of giving).
I did decide on an essay, which I’m sure I’m typing away (after I post this and convert the photos and return to the PWA and somehow resist calling it a night). Speaking of photos, this is what it looks like from where I am now (hopefully):
The View From the Throne: