Good Bye Cubicle World

My New Office

A couple of weeks ago I moved into my own office for the first time since founding the Regina RESCUE Mission 7 years ago. Four walls, a bathroom, a coffee station, and a door of my own. It's practically the penthouse suite.

You know, for the first while, Ken and I shared our apartment with the staff. We lived IN the office. We had a kitchenette, (toaster oven on a shelf with the bathroom sink to wash dishes) bathroom and living room that we all hung out in. It was fun times! Our bedroom was off limits but I even got a surprise visit in there once when staff brought me balloons and a birthday present after the stroke of 12! It was very funny!!

Then we bought a house. Wow! That was... um,... quiet.

Then we bought a new building and I only had to share an office with one person. However, it was still grand central station.

Fast forward three years to Labour Day 2006. Michelle is working. Michelle is ambitious and somewhat bored. (It doesn't take much, mind you!) I just decided to do it on a whim. It was a BIG job! But it's been well worth it. The main move took a day, because I had to actually switch office furniture, FIND some furniture, rearrange desks from several offices, and gather my piles of clutter. (More on clutter in the near future.)

I called Ken at home and BEGGED him to buy me a couch that makes into a bed. Well, he went to buy it, but it was not on sale. The price had jumped several hundred dollars! He went back home to take in a little football. When he broke the news to me, I called the store and with very little begging, managed to buy it for the sale price! So, off Ken went to pick it up. Yay, London Drugs! It had to be assembled, so that took a bit of time as well!

Not only did I have to move MY office, I also made my old office into Vicki's new office, and put the staff kitchen in there, too. Now SHE can be grand central station! Well, it's all relative, and let me tell you, she was pleased as punch to move out of her old office. Her old office was the administrative general supply room so she really only had a nook, towered by all kinds of looseleaf and scads of envelopes.

And so, the cook withOUT an office, Vicki's husband Jon, was quite quick to snap up the supply room! Supply and demand. What can I say?

Well, that's the story of my new office. I'm happy.