Love my gal.
But I wish she’d leave my desk alone.
When I come back from a biz trip my desk is regularly repositioned
approximately one and a half feet back towards the center of the room. That is not, where I want my desk to be. I know precisely where I want my desk to
be. I want to be closer to the
window. I want it to be a bit further away
from the book shelf. I use the space
that’s in between to meditate and do calisthenics.
Why does my wife move my
desk? On the one hand, it is an aesthetic
debate. She thinks the proper place to
center the desk is one-and-a-half feet back.
But more importantly she believes the desk facing this way, arranged in
this manner is bad feng shui. Any sensible person can see this. Why is that I don’t cognate the obvious?
Instinctively I’m against
any such suggestion. Before I can think,
I bridle at the superstition. My wife is
also operating on instinct. She is only
trying to help to do what’s proper. With
my back to the door I don’t know can’ t see what is coming and I am putting
myself in harm’s way. “Again?” I ask, pushing
the desk back. “We never do furniture geomancy
for other rooms in the house. Why this
one? Why my room? And since when did you
get defensible positions about the ‘feng’
and ‘shui’ of things?
We don’t have that
conversation any more. I come back and usually
just move my desk in the other direction.
I grumble to myself and say: “people moving other people’s things . .
.” Then I sit down and get back to
work. She walks by. She doesn’t comment. We both know better than to mention it at
this point having argued about it pointlessly more than a dozen times now. But it isn’t over. Neither of us seem to have won the right to
rest assured that the desk will stay in the place they last put it.
Tuesday, 09/05/17
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