I Have An Office Again

On Saturday I cleared out the old guest bedroom into which I had placed a filing cabinet and another cabinet in which I keep office-type stuff. I did this to clear out space so that I could build and then position my new work desk, the one I purchased from IKEA last week.

Uncharacteristically Ruthless
In reconfiguring the office space I moved out a dresser, the one my parents bought for my bedroom when I was thirteen years old. I am planning to put the dresser on the curb and see if anyone else wants this piece of furniture. At nearly 39 years old you may think that this is now some sort of antique, but it was purchased at Sears so I don’t think it’s worthy of a visit to Antiques Roadshow.

If for some reason you’d like to claim this dresser for free, its dimensions are 40″ Wide x 17″ Deep x 31.125″ High and looks like this:
Yes, it’s missing a knob on the top drawer; there is a screw but I’ve long since known where the third knob is. (insert joke here)

Claim this piece and pick it up very soon however, because it’s going on the curb this weekend. Of course if you want to anonymously claim it just wait until I kick it to the curb.

Also on Saturday I walked a bag of electronic recycling to the EAV Farmers Market location to recycle the contents. Included in the bag was the portable AM/FM radio I bought in Gainesville in the late 1980s when I first started going out for runs. The radio still worked, but was incredibly finicky and would only play in stereo if you held the tuning wheel just right. In KonMari lingo this behavior did not “spark joy” in me, so to the recycling center it went.

I have identified a bunch of other things that will be going to Goodwill this week as well.

You may not know this about me, but I am a sentimental person, so parting with my past tends to be a bit difficult for me.

Because My Feet Don’t Get Fat
One of the problems I’ve had shopping for clothes, which if you saw the amount of clothing I owned you’d say I had no problem shopping, is that my body has grown and shrunk considerably over the past twenty-five years.

Except for my feet.

Which is why I actually like shopping for shoes, as the photo below will attest.

Shoe Me A Good Time

As you will read below these fancier shoes may be seeing the light of day more often.

I May Have Another Office As Well
On Friday I accepted a verbal offer from the company with whom I interviewed on Thursday; today I will be receiving a formal offer. I am hoping to make it official ASAP, and may provide more details in this space once I do.

This is called “burying the lead”, kids. Γ°ΕΈΛœβ€°

Looks as if I am going to have to practice getting up early again.

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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18 Responses to I Have An Office Again

  1. And now ITP-Reader John (aka Ham with Cam) understands why he saw a photo of my dresser on Flickr yesterday.

    And poop on my Gators for having a seven-point lead at halftime, only to lose to South Carolina by seven points yesterday.

  2. Barb says:

    Well – congrats on the verbal offer – let’s hope the formal offer is what you need it to be.
    Send a text to Sal with the picture – she may need a dresser.

    Sunday was Wheelhopper #420 – guess where we ended?
    It just happened that Wheelhopper & SOB started at Ansley Mall – and you know I’ve never done a hash that went thru Piedmont Park that wasn’t a total Clusterf*ck – and this was no exception- and the SOB marks made it that much more messed up. IF the hares would have just said – “go to Park Tavern for the first mark”, it would have been so much better. Trail was at least 20 miles – some did I think closer to 30. My slow slacker group turned around early (once we found trail after being in the Park for at least 45 minutes) so I think we only did closer to 10ish miles. It was a beautiful day to be outside, so out meandering around didn’t both us. Ending was great – one of the hares works at Sweetwater – so we got to stay after the tasting/tour folks were kicked out. SOB ended outback somewhere nearby – I know Gentri had to do a down down there on his way into our end.

    • Paulie [eatl/ga] says:

      Numbers were discussed Friday, that’s all in order. Electronic paperwork has been received and returned. I think that the only thing left is to pass a background check and I can start in two weeks. Fingers crossed that all is moving along the desired path.

      Poop, I knew that I should’ve checked the website yesterday. I was too into getting my shit done however.

  3. bob says:

    Congrats on the offer! Was it a lead from a friend or something you searched out?

    Wheelhopper was fun but they could have taken about a third off and it would have been more enjoyable. I was hurting at the end.

  4. Stacy says:

    Screw your Gators, I’m glad they lost.


    And congrats on the offer! Way to cleverly do your title today. I thought it meant you got an offer, then saw it was actually about a *home* office, and then woah. There it is at the end. Nicely done.

    But, seriously. Screw your Gators.

    • Paulie [eatl/ga] says:


      Sometimes I finish strong, unlike those GD Gators.

      • Stacy says:

        Well at least our game was exciting Friday night. Wisconsin almost pulled it off!

        • Paulie [eatl/ga] says:

          I did not see the end until Saturday morning. When I saw yesterday’s score all I could think was “Finish the Job” – they did not.

  5. Steve says:

    W O O H O O!!! I’m GETTING A NEW LUNCH BUDDY! And Paulie gets a new job. Nothing more on the position besides 14 and P’tree?

    What a busy weekend. Met with the PoPo at Stone Mountain, which was interrupted with a “person not breathing” radio call. The chief responds to all those, so away he flew. Then found a motorcycle store in Morrow to find a helmet for my noggin. Mission accomplished and on sale! They had the right size and wrong color and vice versa, so it was shipped from the warehouse.

    Saturday was the puppy show at Bear Creek. This is a judging of the breeding of the hounds and was interesting. Then on the the HS reunion at Irish Bred in Hapeville. A good crowd of folks from all classes- I think we had as big a group as any at about 20. Good to see some old faces, some not in 40 years. Then change from kilt to black tie and off to the Hunt Ball. I don’t know what they pay for the band, but they are outstanding! Great to dance to and everyone had a good time.

    Sunday was Ball cleanup, then trying to get my auction win up and working. Me and the rust are having a battle but I think I’ll win. It came with a PTO driveshaft, but it’s too long, so I’ll have to find a shorter one. (insert joke here). A little ride into the wind yesterday afternoon on the newly repaired steed which worked perfectly. Thanks Allan and Barb.

    Happy Monday.


  6. HamWithCam says:

    Hey, great news! Happy for you.

    Don’t forget to update your network with the news, when appropriate.
    And remember ABL*, eh?

    Say! That means (my) lunch at OK Cafe…will be on you! Boo yah!

    Congrats again.
    (BTW: If I understand your news correctly, Dave (Rice) also works “Peachtree at 14th”. LOL! Maybe the same place you do!

    73 de JG/HamWithCam

    *ABL = “Always Be Looking….(for your next career move)”

    • Paulie [eatl/ga] says:

      I hunk I know where Dave is, I am not there. I will be in The Proscenium (sp) building. OK Cafe next week? Barb, Steve, Debbie, John, and anyone else?

      • HamWithCam says:

        “The Proscenium”?

        “Paulie…..tests reveal you have an inflamed proscenium. Yes, that’s right. No more beer.” πŸ™‚

        FYI: Dave contracts at “the railroad”.

        I think I’m good next week for OK Cafe, depending on others.

  7. Debbie Brady! says:

    Great news! I’m going to have to crash lunch occasionally.

    Busy as heck weekend. The hunt ball went great, so damn glad it’s over. Now on deadline for the magazine and cataract removal on Wednesday.

    I need more hours in the day! Fun interview with folks who raise and train standard poodles for retrieving. Cool dogs that are giving the more traditional hunting dogs some stiff competition.

    Now to the grocery store and then sitting down to write and sort out the accounting for the hunt ball and silent auction.

    Have a great week everyone!

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