Today I cabbed home with four large bags completely full.  Tomorrow we move to Brooklyn, so it was time to pack and clean my cubicle and I realized just how much personal stuff I'd allowed in my cube.  Since I (and most of us) spend a huge chunk of life at work, when we moved in 2010 I tried to spruce up my work living space.

My first cube when I started as a temp was barren, since I didn't know how long I'd be around.  The second stall (I can't even call it a cube) was so small that there wasn't room for much.  When we moved to our present location, having a whole cubicle to myself was paradise after the bench-desk setup so I settled in.  I brought in one of my large sewing pictures, and one small one.  A scarf draped on the back of the cube lent color.  I had extra shoes, shirts, and sneakers (in case I have to someday evacuate I do NOT want to have to do it in heels).  Over 4 years you can accumulate a lot of stuff.

Sometimes it seems that once I've made a decision, wise or not, I go all in.  Even not knowing what will come afterwards, I seek to drive forward so I can find a comfortable place to stay in for a while. Change is inevitable, but I want it to happen as quickly as possible to get back to stability.  I'm going to be a nomad from now on between two offices, neither really "mine," so the situation is even more fragmented than ever. I never want to have to haul that amount of stuff home again; worst case scenario layoff, best case scenario moving again. It's not a bad lesson to learn, but I won't be bringing back most of what I took home today to either of my desks.