I’m sure you all think I blog from my ‘fabulously designed home office, with awesome art on the walls, using a super, sleek, awesomely fast, lap top ‘… well I’m about to burst your bubble dear readers…
I blog from a PC that is as old as my middle child. And yes, my screen (which is as old as my oldest children!) really is a big square box and it really is covered in finger prints. I think there is a desk somewhere under the piles of junk. I have no memory so I write notes to myself with a green crayola texta because I can’t find a pen despite buying a packet of 10 last Monday. I look up to what is supposed to be an ‘inspiration board’… that is if you find school clothing labels, the odd business card, shopping receipts, our christmas card from 2007 and a broken christmas decoration inspiring….
Yes, it’s messy.
Yes I can never find anything (like a pen) when I need it. Y
es my screen is dying a slow and painful, yet strangely colourful, death.
But I’m drowning in children’s art work and boxes of DVDs that hold hundreds of baby photos, that can’t be a bad thing. And despite this computer’s age it lets me blog and muck around with digital design and earn a few dollars here and there.
So while it’s rather imperfect, it’s also entirely perfect too.
Is your life wonderfully, crazily, impossibly, perfectly imperfect too?
Then join in and add your link to Monday’s post and while you are there check out everyone else who is celebrating their imperfections.