That’s what we live in here. When we moved in, we designated the second bedroom to be my «computer room» … other people might have referred to it as an office. That didn’t work for long, though! I spend so much time online, and I got totally cut off from the ‘ordinary world, sitting in that room. There were two things at play: at first we had the big desktop computer but later I bought the laptop, and then I pretty much deserted that room. Out drawing room is big, so I have my desk in a corner there instead, where I keep all my stuff.
Now, since that second bedroom doesn’t have any real purpose anymore it has turned into an awful type of storage room. I just dread to even look in there. G. isn’t too worried about it, but I find it disturbing … perhaps I’m having a little bout with OCD. Besides, in May my friend might come to visit from the homeland, and I really don’t want her to see that mess.
A couple of nights now, I’ve been in there, bringing the old Windows laptop back to life. Honestly, it works like a breeze and I have no idea now, why I thought it was on its last legs, two years ago. I guess I just wanted a Mac.