Well, i'm still up. And if you're still reading, I might as well tell you about my office.
I sit on the floor - what a radical concept. Well, technically, I sit ontop one or more cushions, which are on the floor. My desk is maybe 15 inches off the floor; it's a masterpiece of its own: it used to be the bottom of a grand armoire, some bits and pieces were added to make it more functional and standalonesque, then it was sold to a furniture exchange place, where I bought for practically nothing. Posts were sawed off (by Paul, I don't claim to do any of that these days), and replaced by slightly longer, sturdier ones. And voila - the desk of my dreams in rather nice dark wood!
Why on the floor might you ask? I hate sitting in chairs. For those of you who know me from my pre-cambridge evil-empire days, you'll remember that I used to work standing most of the time. Put me on a chair and the first thing I'll do is bring my legs up and sit cross-legged.
Plus floor sitting is excellent for everyone's hips. You should try it some time...
Side note: it helps if you work in a mezzanine, where the windows are rather low and you can actually look out the windows rather than crane your neck up three feet to get an inkling of light.
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