There’s something that I love about this pic, crumpled paper towel and slouchy posture aside. I had no idea that Dave snapped it while I was typing away last Saturday and I think it’s neat that you can’t see my face. It also inspires dreams of turning our balcony into an outdoor office.
I actually work in a really nice office: it’s open concept with lots of natural light, hardwood floors and a cool lofty feeling, thanks to a high ceiling and exposed beams.
But, my ideal office space at this time of year, when the air is warm, but not too sticky, is our balcony. It’s tiny, sure, but it’s got sweet features, like fragrant herbs and full afternoon sun and a barbecue where I could grill up some chicken burgers and veggies for my lunch. It’s also close to the fridge, where you can usually find a cold beer or two.
Anyway. A girl can dream, right?!