Are reading the cheeky and well-illustrated Dr. Isis? If so, you’ll already know that she’s well on her way to meeting her goal of being a domestic and laboratoy goddess.
But I had to laugh when I caught with one of her recent entries. In the post she decries the claiming on her sacred adults-only second floor with innumerable toys, art supplies, etc.
Why did I laugh? Because this was the scene in my home office as I read her post.
Figure 1. Minnow hard at work in her mommy’s office. Please note the open desk drawers indicating that mommy’s stationery is now being shoved into the kitchen of a FisherPrice house.Also note the box that has still not been unpacked since we moved her 14 months ago. I’m pretty sure it’s the very last box.
I had once pictured a cozy retreat with desk, task lighting, shelves of novels and reference works, maybe a cozy chair for grading. Obviously, that’s not what I’ve got. The idea that Isis should get a whole floor of her house to herself is laughable. She may be a goddess, but that’s now match for the entropy of children’s playthings.