I don’t know if it’s a Cancerian trait to have a penchant for naming items or giving nicknames, but my husband used to tell me that I’m like George W. Bush because I really enjoy giving people and inanimate objects nicknames.
Perhaps by giving items names, I have imbued a specialness to the item. Once giving a person a nickname, that friend is truly a friend. There is always a story as to how my friends have gotten their nicknames and it’s an inside joke that provides a start to a good conversation.
Friend Sam* recently asked me how I would explain to Baby Brandon how his mom got the name Ninja Assassin. In due time, Baby Brandon. Maybe when you’re five.
I mentioned before that the Stronghold was empty and felt cold when we moved in, so an explanation that R2** came up with for why I named every room and certain objects is because I wanted to treat them like they were my friends.
Like the other rooms in the Stronghold, my office, too, has a name: Wendigo.
I came up with it after watching a Haven episode of the same time. I had never heard that word before that episode and I remember asking Chort Face about it after watching the show. He mentioned that it was like a yeti or an abominable snowman. How he knows these things, I have no idea. He is truly like a walking encyclopedia. He’s also the only person who knew what a yurt was when it was used in passing conversation. (Note that the historic story of the Wendigo is much more gruesome. For purposes of this post, my Wendigo is both friendly and beastlike.)
I wanted my office to be pretty traditional: lots of wood, a banker’s lamp, kind of Mad Men-ish.
I discussed before the working styles of people and what it says about them. My desk tends to be pretty cluttered. I am the type of person who needs physical items around me so that I can be reminded of what needs to be done. I also have a digital system for reminders. I generally have redundant systems that while may seem inefficient, generally ensures that nothing slips by undone because of all the backup systems (i.e. digital reminders, physical calendar reminders, physical item reminders).
I’ve shown Ozzy and Harriet previously. They’re my newest finds (friends?) and I’m very pleased with them.
The cabinet in the back is part of a hutch that was given as a gift to us by a family friend. We’ve decided to separate the hutch and turn the top part into a mini bar—another project that we have not started working on quite yet.
The credenza was donated from my dad. He had used it for the last 25 years. I like the Mad Men look of it and the drawers definitely come in handy.
The Game of Thrones canvas is one that I asked Chort Face to get. He was not convinced, but I made it a little more special.
The Casablanca poster on the back wall is one of the Chort Face’s first gifts to me while we were dating close to 11 years ago. We had only been dating for three months before we had to start a long distance relationship. We went to different undergrads, so saw each other maybe once or twice a week. I then ended up studying abroad in Vietnam, so we were definitely long distance. He gave me that film poster as part of a Valentine’s Day gift package shortly before I left the States. It was my favorite movie at the time.
Also on my desk is a photo I printed out of then Secretary of State Hillary Clinton with President Obama and Vice President Joe Biden. The photo was taken shortly after Hillary had dropped some papers and everyone was having a good laugh. I like having that picture around because it reminds me that everyone makes mistakes and to work hard and stay positive.
I’m one of those people who have all their awards from high school hung up on their walls. They are not there to show how much I’ve achieved, but serve as memories of where I’ve come from—a history of my life. I also have a gallery of photos of family and friends that I face. Another weird quirk about me is that I do not like having my back to doors. I like being able to immediately see who comes into a space, whether it’s a restaurant or my office.
My next home office project will be to put in a side table, the mini non-alcoholic bar (I suppose it would then just be called a beverage area with glassware), and if I can swing it, a coatrack.
I’d really love a wooden coatrack to hang my coat and non-existent hat!
*Name has been changed.
**Name has been changed, but that is a name that is actually used in real life. It stands for Roommate 2, our affectionate moniker for our former roommate, who we still occasionally call R2 out of habit.