There were only three pieces of furniture in my childhood to which I had an emotional attachment. The first and most important was the big blue and white couch, which was the big brown-and-orange paisley couch when I was small. Some of you visited it in the downstairs family room at my folks'. Some met it here, when it was in the living room. It was a wonderful couch, but it served its time and had grown frankly uncomfortable, and so when we found our big red couch, I was finally content to let the old blue couch go.
The second is a dark wooden rocker. It's a wooden rocker. You can break them if you try very hard, but you can't wear them out. It's in the living room. It's here for the duration. One of these days I hope to get a new chair pad for it, but that'll probably be around the time we paint the living room. (Which is not actually on the schedule for the 12th of Never, but it's also not on the schedule for, y'know, soon.) But the chair pad is a minor detail. The chair is staying. When Mom yielded it to me, she asked that I give it back to them rather than to someone else if I ever decided to give it away. I told her that would be fine, but not to expect to see it except on visits.
And the third is holding the keyboard right now: my grandfather's cherrywood desk. I am greatly fond of it, but it was not designed for computer use and is probably a suboptimal height for typing; it may be contributing to my back problems. It has three drawers to the right and a little retractable shelf at the top. (I use the retractable shelf constantly. I don't know what on earth I would do without it. I can have an L-shaped desk or not, at a moment's notice.) On the left...is the reason I'm making this post. On the left there was apparently one of those things where the typewriter was supposed to spring forth, but by the time I was old enough to claim the desk for my very own, there was no typewriter and the springing forth bit had gone away. So it's a large open cabinet, basically, with funny rails inside and a door that opens downward with difficulty instead of sideways with ease.
That door has broken off, and it would be more woodworking than I want to do or than
markgritter wants to do. I'm pretty sure it's more than my mom wants to do, either, and Grandma doesn't really get the sentimental value of the thing in the first place; she was glad they could get Grandpa a new desk to replace this one. She likes the new desk much better.
So...do I pay to have it fixed? Or do I buy a new desk? Sentiment or ergonomics? I honestly don't know. I really like this desk. But I'm not sure it likes me. My grandpa is still around and healthy, so it's not like this is the last trace of him in my life -- I talked to him on the phone just yesterday. But on the other hand, it's not like I can just get this desk back if I get rid of it. New desks will continue to be sold for the foreseeable future. The decision not to fix this one is a more irrevocable one.
What would you do? Keeping in mind, of course, that this is not a democracy, and that I know you're not me.
The second is a dark wooden rocker. It's a wooden rocker. You can break them if you try very hard, but you can't wear them out. It's in the living room. It's here for the duration. One of these days I hope to get a new chair pad for it, but that'll probably be around the time we paint the living room. (Which is not actually on the schedule for the 12th of Never, but it's also not on the schedule for, y'know, soon.) But the chair pad is a minor detail. The chair is staying. When Mom yielded it to me, she asked that I give it back to them rather than to someone else if I ever decided to give it away. I told her that would be fine, but not to expect to see it except on visits.
And the third is holding the keyboard right now: my grandfather's cherrywood desk. I am greatly fond of it, but it was not designed for computer use and is probably a suboptimal height for typing; it may be contributing to my back problems. It has three drawers to the right and a little retractable shelf at the top. (I use the retractable shelf constantly. I don't know what on earth I would do without it. I can have an L-shaped desk or not, at a moment's notice.) On the left...is the reason I'm making this post. On the left there was apparently one of those things where the typewriter was supposed to spring forth, but by the time I was old enough to claim the desk for my very own, there was no typewriter and the springing forth bit had gone away. So it's a large open cabinet, basically, with funny rails inside and a door that opens downward with difficulty instead of sideways with ease.
That door has broken off, and it would be more woodworking than I want to do or than
So...do I pay to have it fixed? Or do I buy a new desk? Sentiment or ergonomics? I honestly don't know. I really like this desk. But I'm not sure it likes me. My grandpa is still around and healthy, so it's not like this is the last trace of him in my life -- I talked to him on the phone just yesterday. But on the other hand, it's not like I can just get this desk back if I get rid of it. New desks will continue to be sold for the foreseeable future. The decision not to fix this one is a more irrevocable one.
What would you do? Keeping in mind, of course, that this is not a democracy, and that I know you're not me.
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Date: 2007-02-24 12:06 am (UTC)Yes, I am overly sentimental about furniture. It is true. and it is easy for me to talk about spending your money on woodworking with no knowledge of price or budget. but you asked.
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Date: 2007-02-24 12:09 am (UTC)(I gave it to my mother, and now it houses knickknacks at her place.)
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Date: 2007-02-24 12:10 am (UTC)Cheers
Tehani
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Date: 2007-02-24 01:47 am (UTC)On the other hand,
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Date: 2007-02-24 12:13 am (UTC)Hope you find a decision you're happy with!
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Date: 2007-02-24 01:48 am (UTC)We have an unfinished basement that will need purposeful furniture if it gets finished and gets furniture. So.
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Date: 2007-02-24 12:20 am (UTC)But even if that door were totally integral to the working of the desk, I probably wouldn't fix it. This is not necessarily an admirable characteristic, and I'm not suggesting you emulate it.
I might, however, do something like remove a center drawer and replace it with an under-desk pull-out keyboard shelf. I'm adamant about having my keyboard at the proper height. I don't know if it's helped my back any, but I have spent 30+ years in the computer industry without developing carpal tunnel, and I think proper keyboard height is the main reason.
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Date: 2007-02-24 12:59 am (UTC)I'd go with desk modifications, as mentioned above-- I have blocks of wood that lift the vanity-desk up so I fit under it-- with the possibility of turning it into an auxiliary desk or something else. If the desk causes you pain, it's best to change it before it becomes tainted with the discomfort.
My own bias is to ignore slight inconveniences in favor of keeping everything I have ever owned. Which does make a difference in my advice.
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Date: 2007-02-24 02:25 am (UTC)Could it be hereditary? I mean, my dad's family had a traditional Christmas mouse heirloom for years, and you really aren't a packrat until you have packed up and moved a desiccated mouse corpse, then a mouse skeleton, then a pile of eeny-teeny bones, all held in an ornament.
Or maybe my family's just *weird*.
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Date: 2007-02-24 02:28 am (UTC)Breaking a mirror is bad luck, right?
And breaking a chain letter is bad luck.
So breaking a mirror chain is, like, a million times bad luck.
That's my current theory.
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Date: 2007-02-24 02:40 am (UTC)And then Dad bought a few dozen for a high school solar collector project, we inherited at least one, one came with my low dresser....
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Date: 2007-02-24 01:27 am (UTC)Kidding aside I would probably try to keep the desk, but I'm that way.
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Date: 2007-02-24 01:31 am (UTC)The thing is - you could probably trade for the work if you do any kind of marketing type of writing. You might consider advertising on craigslist for a trade job rather than a put out money job. I have quite a bit of luck doing trade jobs.
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Date: 2007-02-24 01:52 am (UTC)All that work is going to leave me deskless for a substantial amount of time.
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Date: 2007-02-24 01:54 am (UTC)What I might do, if I didn't have time to do something with it properly, is figure out how to attach the door in a nice temporary but non-opening way, so that it looks right until I had a chance to make it open on the side and put shelves or something in behind it (or use it as the front on a pull-out filing cabinet thingy -- actually, that might be a pretty good use of it, depending on size).
I'm planning to be in Minneapolis for a small con-thing at the end of March. It would almost certainly be entirely impractical for me to volunteer to come by and fix the desk while I'm there, and thus I'm trying very hard and with only limited success not to volunteer to do that. But I could perhaps come by and poke at it and ponder at useful things to do about it and maybe put the door back on, if you wanted.
Being a packrat, if I were in your place and decided to get a new desk, I'd probably also see if I had a room that needed a desk-sized side table, rather than getting rid of it.
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Date: 2007-02-24 01:58 am (UTC)The problem with a non-opening door fix is that my mailing supplies are all in that cabinet area.
I do not have a room that needs a desk-sized side table.
Glad to hear you'll be around -- maybe we can grab lunch or something, depending on timing.
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Date: 2007-02-24 04:54 am (UTC)Failing that, I would probably try to shanghai a friend into fixing it for me, and put serious thought into improving the ergonomics while keeping the desk.
Because I'm like that.
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Date: 2007-02-24 02:42 pm (UTC)If I were you, I'd get
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Date: 2007-02-25 02:41 pm (UTC)On the other hand, sometimes they fix things for me because they like me and not because they need something of me, and the coincidence of those things can be a happy thing.
(I'm also pretty wibbly about eating some of Brooks's Mpls time, though -- possibly *lots*. So that may not be the specific thing, but another person who eats rosemary buns, maybe.)
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Date: 2007-02-24 04:01 pm (UTC)It would help that I have a laptop, so I can go elsewhere if typing on a too-high desk begins to make me hurt.
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