I did it–the desk is assembled. I am almost done with my new desk chair–the last pieces left to assemble are on the desk. Black and white–about the only parts of my life with that kind of clarity tonight are my new desk and chair-in-process. And in the complexity and out-n-out confusion of it all, a new kind of sharp too.
This Christmas, Sherod got a beautiful set of Buck pocket knives–and the person who gave them to him said that the smaller one was for me. Along with a ‘lectric drill, flat head screwdriver and phillips screwdriver, I used a pocket knife. Never, ever owned one, never thought I would either. And now I do. Is that totally cool or what? New year, new office space, new lots of stuff.