I got an email from a sweet friend today asking if I had my own workspace. I started responding and realized that there were going to be pictures and bulleted lists — I should just make it a blog post!
When DH and I were looking to buy a house, we really wanted to each have our own office. We found a great 4-bedroom house–enough for a man-cave (ie. DH’s office), a spare bedroom, and my office. Hooray!
After moving in and getting all situated, I realized a couple of things:
- My desk was not a pleasant place for me to hang out. There was a tiny place for my legs and it just didn’t “feel” good.
- The room that was “my office” was also dubbed the “baby room” (should the need arise, no promises Mom). It just never felt like a space for me.
- Also, just between us, it was in the front of the house and I just wasn’t comfortable opening the shades. I’m still getting used to this whole “living in the city” thing.
Instead, I took over the nook in our bedroom. It faces the backyard, which means I can spy on the birds and my dog all day.

The desk is an old kitchen table I got at a garage sale, $20. I spray painted the top brown and left the legs white. For storage, I have a bookshelf on the opposite wall. It holds some computer stuff (extra chords, external hardrive) in a little basket, some books, and my library books. For stuff that I use everyday (my bible, journal, writing folder, current book I’m reading, to do lists, etc) I keep it in a cute little basket I got at TJ Maxx.

(Yes, that is a Toy Story folder.)
I had been studying right before I took this so all my books are up there (they would usually be in my little basket). The top is only for the essentials! I have a lamp (which I’d really like to replace with a tiny thrifted chandelier someday), a reminder to pray for my household, a plant (I need nature in my life, seriously), a quote from Mother Teresa, “the” pinecone, and a pencil holder. Oh, and my mug of tea. Like I said, essentials!
Finally, a seat for my seat (sorry for the blurry picture). I kinda splurged on it, but I wanted something comfy! You’ll also notice in the top picture a little dark brown ottoman–I’m so short my feet don’t touch the ground and it was hurting my back. Comfort is key.

I think everybody needs a space of their own. For me the priorities were: a large clean space, a view of outside, and a comfy place to work.
Do you have your own space?