So, almost two years after we moved in, I’m finally getting around to sorting out my study …
This is not (entirely) just idleness on my part – like gardens, I think houses need a bit of time before you can be certain how you want to decorate and arrange them, especially a study, given that I work from home so it’s also my office.
Up till now, I’ve simply had the desk in front of the window so my back was to the rest of the room and I could simply ignore the resulting chaos that develops when someone who is never tidy at the best of times is attempting to run three separate cycle campaigns, a writing and editing career, and an occasional pop up bookshop – not to mention a knitting habit.
Every so often, I would run out of floor and then tidy up, as far as I could considering there was nowhere to put anything away other than old cardboard boxes and bags (this, for those confused, is the ‘after’ photo. I did take a before photo but there are some things too embarrassing even for me to put out there on the Internet).
This doesn’t mean I didn’t have plans for what I wanted to do with it in the fullness of time. I’m not about to become one of those decluttering people (I was kind of interested in the idea of becoming tidier, until I read an article describing books as ‘clutter’, which is clearly the first sign of insanity) but it would be good to be able to have places to put things. And I have a large collection of maps that I’d like one day to look at, for what is a study without maps on the wall. And I have always had a hankering for a huge pinboard, if only so my wall planner doesn’t become a floor planner again. And one day it would be nice to make my cousin a happy man and stop double stacking my books, although to be honest, I don’t think that will ever become a permanent state in our house, where books seem to creep in through the cracks in the walls.
Anyway, finally, a plan has emerged and I’m now 90% certain I know how I want it to be. We’ve raised the stakes by doing this a fortnight before we have friends coming to stay, which at least gives us a deadline. The last little bits of wallpaper have been scraped off the walls, the holes filled, the surfaces washed and it’s all going to be ready to go as soon as I’ve decided exactly how courageous I want to be with my colour choices (note,it won’t actually be scarlet, although now I come to think of it …)
I have no doubt that, six months down the line, everything will undoubtedly be scattered around the room in complete chaos because it’s a bit late to be undergoing a complete personality transplant this late in the game. But at least I’ll know that, should I want to, I could totally tidy it all away, if only in theory.
At which point, I will probably take up another stuff-generating activity…