Monthly Archives: February 2018

Inside Look at My Desk & Office Space

Sooo I know that not everyone has a designated “office space” – some people simply cart their stuff and their laptop around and plop down wherever they can find a free seat or wherever they feel the comfiest. Honestly, that doesn’t sound too bad, and there are definitely times when I just find myself a cozy corner of Starbucks and get a sh** ton of work done. HOWEVER, whenever I am at my house and trying to do productive work, I can’t seem to concentrate – unless I am sitting at my desk with no clutter around me. I love my new desk, and it helps a TON when I’m trying to concentrate on Gray Graphics stuff or wedding planning or whatever other #adulting things I have to get done each day. So I thought I would share my desk/office space setup with you all!

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This is an overview of my office space. Notice my new desk – I got it on sale at Walmart, and it is holding up pretty well for my purposes! It’s not the biggest desk in the world, but it is made of a pretty nice material that’s holding even under the weight of my printer. So that’s good. My office space consists of my desk (with all of the decorations and such), two three-bin Steralite drawers, a module dry-erase planning system, and my TV/Xbox.

The big picture above is of the very top shelf of my desk. There are a few different décor pieces up here because I believe that in order to be productive, you have to be surrounded by things that make you feel good – things that make your mental space clear and positive. The biggest décor piece I own is the sketch of a naked woman. I found this at Goodwill and bought it for $3! I honestly love it so much. I also have a smaller framed quote – “positive mind, positive vibes, positive life” – to remind me of my mantra every day. In the way of littler nicknacks, I have a vase of fake flowers, my cup of dry-erase board supplies, my portable bluetooth speaker, and a 365-day devotional journal. The smaller picture frame there is currently empty; it says “I Do” on the bottom of the frame, and I’m keeping it empty until I have a wedding picture of Ben and I to put in there.

The two separated shelves underneath of the top one hold a bunch of different smaller office supplies – sticky notes, binder clips, stickers, note-pads, stamps, index cards, etc. The drawer to the right of those two shelves houses all of my files – tax documents, wedding checklists, personal stuff, etc. On the main surface of my desk, I keep my computer monitor – which I almost never turn on because my desktop computer is out-of-service right now – my Gray Graphics business binder, my filing system organizer, my pens/pencils/paper clips/etc in that little organizer, and my printer.

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This modular planning system is a dry-erase set that I bought at (can you guess it?) Walmart. The top left is a cork-board where I place important appointment reminders or flyers. The top right is a space for notes which I usually just use to record an inspirational quote each week. This week, my quote is from Romans 15:13 – “May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” It’s a nice reminder to let God handle it.

The bottom left is – obviously – a monthly calendar. I use this mostly to track when I work at my part-time jobs each week. I also write down appointment dates and other non-recurring things. The bottom right is a weekly layout that allows me to write down important to-dos that I need to get done throughout the week. I use this actually to help me remember my daily routines. As you probably know if you’ve been following my blog for a while, I have anxiety. It helps me to have a set routine each week, and this panel allows me to write out that routine so that if I forget what I have to do on a certain day each week, I have this as a reference.

Underneath of my desk (on the right) and to the side of my desk (on the left), I have those three-bin Steralite drawers. Right now, the one under my desk is pretty well-organized. The one to the side, well…. Not so much…. The one under my desk houses a bunch of office supplies in the top drawer, technology supplies in the middle, and printing supplies in the bottom. The one on the side houses (in no particular order) essential oils, a lighter, candles, printing supplies (I know, redundant), crafting supplies, and countless other things that I haven’t had the time to go through… My Xbox sits on top of the drawers and is connected to my TV (which is mounted to the wall above those drawers).

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Woo! That was a lot of explanation! As you can tell, I do like to be super-organized (for the most part). Again, this is a concentration thing. I find that if my desk is cluttered, my mind is cluttered, and then I won’t get any work done even if I am sitting down in front of my computer. I hope you guys enjoyed this inside look at my desk and office space! What kind of desk/work space do you have? Let me know in the comments or send me pictures on Facebook, Instagram, or Twitter!

Girl Meets Boy: My Love Story

August 2007 – Girl Meets Boy

We had all just entered this new and strange place they call “middle school,” and we weren’t really sure what to expect. He was sitting with a few other guys at a crowded lunchroom table. I noticed him immediately because I didn’t know who he was. My best friend and I were trying to find a place to sit. She suggested that we go and sit at the table second from the end – the table where he was sitting.

“Do we really have to go over there?” I asked her. “There are other tables all over the place.”

“I think I see Crystal and Mari,” she replied. “They’ll want us to sit with them. C’mon, it’ll be okay.” Somehow in this one instance, she was less shy than I.

We sat down at that table and started a friendship that would change my life entirely.

He said his name was Ben. Cute. One of my friends instantly started calling him “Benji,” and I didn’t know why, but that really bothered me. He and I didn’t have any classes together, but we all had the same lunch. Every day, it was the same thing; my friends and I would find our table, sit down, and talk to each other while the guys – Ben, Zach, and James – would talk nonsense on the other side. Occasionally, we would hold some sort of weird-food-challenge (milk poured over applesauce, ketchup on top of sweet potatoes, etc). These were the kinds of challenges you only see happening in a middle school cafeteria. He was brave; he ate chocolate-milk-covered-applesauce like it was normal. For 7th-grade-me, that was enough.

I developed a crush. But so did my best friend.

They started dating a few months later. It was a really difficult time for me, and she and I started fighting a lot more – not that she knew why I was mad at her. I had no intentions of breaking them up – because, you know, girl code. But I couldn’t help feeling jealous at every little thing they did together. I started distancing myself from everyone and hanging out with other people. It wasn’t my proudest time of life, but it kept me from going insane. I occasionally ate lunch with some other girls – who I considered to be a part of the popular crowd – and became someone who lived on “both sides.” I wasn’t totally popular because I knew and hung out with Ben and his friends. But I wasn’t completely in their group either because I knew and talked to the popular people.

Petty middle school stuff. Tragic, really.

This lasted into our 8th-grade year – one of the most stressful times of a young life. I was about to go into high school, I didn’t really have a clear-cut friend group, and I was pretty sure that my then-boyfriend didn’t really like me at all and was about to leave my town anyway. Well, so was I. I ended up moving to a small town in the south of Delaware, leaving behind the promise that I would stay in touch with my friends – both “popular” and “regular.” Those were just the terms I knew how to use to describe them.

That promise didn’t really last long. I fell off with the “popular” kids almost immediately; I guess once you move away, you’re not really on their radar anymore. I stayed in touch with my original friend group via a Facebook thread, but even that ended. Ben and I weren’t really talking much – no doubt the product of not really having known each other – and even my best friend and I got into a huge fight and then hardly ever spoke again. But I would be seeing these people again sooner than I thought.

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March 2012 – Girl Finds Boy Again (By Accident)

I had a life in that small town that seemed totally separate from my life further north. My mom and I had made friends there who I thought were my final-friends – the ones about whom I would spend the rest of my days reminiscing. I even dated a few different people in those three years I spent down there. They were all awful guys, but I had to learn that on my own – had to develop a liking for the good guys. I thought I had finally built a home in that little town. But we ended up having to move again, back to the town (and the school district) that I was originally a part of.

This was another giant adjustment for me; I spent a week not even in a school because my mom didn’t want to me to go where our address said I belonged. The high school she had gone to – of which I was about to be a part – was “a bad school” according to her perception. She originally tried to choice me into a different school in the same district. She went back and forth with the principal about it, but eventually it was decided that the choicing period was over. I had to go to her old school.

On my first day, I was a little nervous because I was the new girl. I recognized a few people I had known from middle school – after all, this was the same district – but I didn’t say hi to them (or to anyone). I minded my own business and kept to myself – until lunchtime.

I was standing in line, not really sure if the temporary lunch number I had been given was even going to work, when a really tall kid turned around and scrunched up his face as if he knew me. It took him a couple of seconds, but I had already remembered who he was. We had a bad habit of meeting in lunch rooms.

“Hi Ben.”

“Hi Sierra.”

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Like I said, I wasn’t even supposed to be at that school. If my mom and I had moved a little earlier, I likely would have ended up at the school where my original best friend was enrolled. I learned later that she and Ben had never been able to rekindle their relationship after ending up in separate high schools, and after the huge fight she and I had years ago, girl code didn’t really seem to matter much. So, I started dating Ben a few months later. And here we are, five years past that really awkward part of my life, and we’re engaged! We’re still kinda awkward, but now we’re awkward together. And I will never let him get away again.

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