Today I can finally take down all the artwork, bulletin board, dry erase board, clock, et cetera, from the walls in my soon-to-be former office.
And much as I loathe the idea, empty all the bookshelves and put a couple dozen large ringbinders into boxes. This, to make the shelves light enough to move down the hall to the new office.
I'm a firm believer in moving things as few times as possible, so we'll attempt to move the file cabinets with an appliance dolly without removing the drawers. They're heavy, but the offices are on the same floor, and only 100 feet apart ... give or take.
And as I commented on the previous post, I woke up in the middle of the night, a week or so ago, with plans for
the move and how-to-arrange-the-furniture playing in my head. But the existing tenants
have to move their stuff out before I can move my stuff in, so that
they can move their stuff from the hallway into my "old" office.
then I have to wait for the I.T. guy to re-connect the
phone/fax/internet/HVAC controls/etc about mid-day.
Oh, and then the painter's coming
to freshen the "new" office.
It may not sound like it, but I'm actually looking forward to the new space. It's 70+ square feet larger, and divided into two rooms. So all the cabinets and files, bookshelves, building plans and conference table will be in the other room, leaving just my desk, printer, and a couple of visitor chairs in the front room.
And like I've told my daughters a few times (okay, more than a few times - right, girls?), change is a good thing. It keeps us on our toes, and prevents us from getting stale. At least, that's the plan.
So it'll all be done soon, and then ... why then, there'll be something else to do.
There always is. :)