I grew up on a homestead in Alaska from 1968 to 1980 or so… and one of the inside jokes that came about during the period was about the temporary buildings we built, becoming permanent because we never got around to building a permanent building. So they were always “permanently temporary”.
Well, “temporary” was what these prefab desks were to be when we first put them in our brand new building 13 years ago. So far only two of the original five have been replaced. This is the second one. So these have been permanently temporary…
So one Sunday afternoon, I tackled the final push to install my new desk…
Anyway, the first part was boxing up all the stuff I wanted to keep, and throwing away accumulated stuff that I didn’t need. At All.
And the second part was disassembling the old desk and removing it from the office. That was a huge relief.
Here’s some of the stuff removed from my office and temporarily stored in my coworkers office. You can partially see the old desk. I texted him a picture of this and said; “too bad about your office”. His response? “Oh look at that. I have a new monitor, and a really fancy new chair!”
Sorry buddy. That’s NOT gonna happen.
Here’s the office after the desk got moved out. It’s been there a while. And yes that’s our server sitting there in the background. Gotta make something to house that…
And hows about that old desk, eh? Looks a lot smaller on the cart in pieces:
That was a huge relief!
But then it was time for the final assembly…..
-- "woodworker with an asterisk"