So this morning was my first attempt at using my desk, creating a bubble around me. Partly successful I'd say. I made coffee, put in a load of clothes, grabbed the iPod and padded upstairs to the desk.
Last night, I cleaned off the desk and afterwards, rewarded myself with some blogging. Mr. Geeky was sitting on the bed with his laptop and while I was in the middle of writing a comment, asked me what I was doing. I was a bit snippier than I should have been, but it was completely ironic that I was constructing a comment to the previous post about ways to create my own space.
So, anyway. This morning. I was going to blog for fifteen minutes before writing, but the internets were down. That turned out to be a good thing. I wrote for an hour--only two paragraphs, mind you, so I can't even change the page numbers on my goal. Again, though, I was interrupted by Mr. Geeky, who asked whether the internet was still down. Ugh! I was more polite this time, but I think I have proved my point. I do not have my own space.
I think I am also sensitive to the issue at home because I also don't have my own space at work. I share an office with 3 other people. I'm a social person, so it is sometimes nice to have others around. But. But if you need to do concentrated work, there's still a good chance you'll be interrupted. I do it to others; they do it to me. It's just the way it is. I'm not thrilled about it, but I try to see the advantages.
So while Mr. Geeky has his own quite spacious office at work and his own space at home, I have none. Constantly, all day long, I must contend with others. Granted, Mr. Geeky is being a stay at home dad this summer, which has its own feeling of not having your own space. But I'd trade places with him in a heartbeat.
I'm going to continue to try to create the bubble in my existing space, but I think something's going to give.