Moving Day.

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Not much of a move, as things go, but still.

I do most of my work from home. I have two official offices, 70-ish miles apart, but neither has an actual office with My Desk, My Cabinets, My Computer Connection. I have to play games with wi-fi, flash drives or both whenever I'm in either. This cuts way down on my overhead in both locations, but it means that most of my actual production occurs under the same roof that I eat and sleep under.

And this office? Hottest in the house this time of year. On the other hand, Emily's mostly vacant room is probably the coolest.  I began noticing this when I moved my newest (and wireless) printer in there after the previous one Mostly Died. (It still scans and sends faxes just fine, and produces draft-acceptable incoming faxes, copies and computer print jobs, and I still have a butt-ton of ink to burn off before retiring it.)

Last week, I made the semi-permanent move of that newer printer into this office, and connected it to the fax line. The older one, until today, just sat on Emily's desk (originally my desk, circa 1971), disconnected from everything. Then the humidity came, and I decided to make the semi-permanent move.

I dug out the USB and power connections for the old printer/fax/scanner- "Zoey? There's dust on this transformer that's older than you are," I told her as she played Sidewalk Superintendent during the excavation.  Next, it all got re-hooked to the old HP unit on Emily's desk. All that remained was to connect an extra power supply for this laptop into that general vicinity, and to rearrange some wires for the desktop computer we use in there for Udda Thingza so it'll be out of the way while I'm working.

So it was, as of round 1 this afternoon, that I prepared and emailed my first bankruptcy petition from a room that still has a "tot finder" sticker on the bedroom window.

There remain some logistics to work out. The desk isn't the wide-ee-beast that this one is, and there's not as much room for working materials on it. On the other hand, there's much less room for annoying feline companions, and Michelle is angrily aware of that fact.  It's also in need of tuneage; all she has in that room is an old boom box with a dead CD player, but the cassette deck still works, and so I played an entire folk album from my college days that I still need to find in digital form. (I tracked down one of the vocalists a few years ago, and this piece from around the same time mentions others from that old band known as Desperado.)

But damn it's cooler- and even though we're not experiencing triple-digit Las Vegas global warming, we'll take all the cool we can get right about now.

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I remember Tot Finder stickers! :)