I work in a H – U – U – U – G – E office, the likes of which would drive you insane with jealousy, if you could see it. Here, let me give you a mental image. Close your eyes and picture, if you can, a room the size of two small water-closets… if your water-closet is a three-quarter, like ours is. No, no. Let me correct that. This room is so big, it could almost be called a walk-in closet… except, its too small for that.
“What’s that,” you ask? Am I complaining? No, of course not.
That’s just jealousy speaking, isn’t it? I love my house. Truly, I do. I live in a big ol’ 1906 Sears and Roebuck Kit House on two-and-a-half acres of land. Not quite as much land as I would prefer, but I’m not complaining. I consider my life one continuous blessing. But that’s another story.
Okay, we were talking about my office. You’re jealous, right? You wish your office were as big as two small water-closets, don’t you? Well, I’m really sorry you don’t have this kind of luxury. Yeah, I am. Whaddya’ mean? No, I’m not being sarcastic. I don’t DOOOO sarcasm. Why, you can very plainly see that I am just over-flowing with sweetness. Look at this smile: 🙂 Now, I ask you, doesn’t that look like the sweetest smile you’ve ever seen? See? I’m over-flowing with sweetness.
Oh, yeah; the office. So, here in this H – U – U – U – G – E office, you know what surrounds me? Books. Books. Books and more books. And ya’ know what? I still want more books. Yeah, its true. More books. Just as if I don’t have enough, already. Are you like that? Do you live and breathe books? Aw, c’mon. You know you do.
Don’t you love it when you walk into a bookstore and the smell of new print meets you? Inhale. Deep. Deep. Inhale, deep. There ya’ go. You’re with me, aren’t you? Now, you’re in the mood, too, huh? You want more books. Good. Let’s all meet at Barnes and Nobles. They have bigger water-closets.
Until the next time, keep a hug on.