I thought my parents were crazy when they said they were going to move the dining room table up to my brother's old room. "Will it fit?" I thought. I'd already taken the room over as a study and the one, smaller desk was perfectly adequate. Or so I thought. Then finals rolled around. Now I am so glad that that table is there. It's my new command center.
There's enough room to fit a hefty stack of books for each class and for me to have every needed book open simultaneously. I don't know what I'd do without it. Hooray for parents and their crazy furniture-moving ideas.
There's enough room to fit a hefty stack of books for each class and for me to have every needed book open simultaneously. I don't know what I'd do without it. Hooray for parents and their crazy furniture-moving ideas.
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Your command center? Like the Cougar Band Command Center? :)
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