My office is a long way from seeing any clients. Right now it's a storage facility for all the stuff I haven't unpacked that didn't belong in my studio.

Eventually I'll pursue licensing in NH and see if I can convince the town to let me have an office in my home. It's well set up for it. It has its own entrance, and two sets of doors close off the billiards room and the rest of the house so that the clients have access only to the office and the small bathroom across the hall.

And, several months later, I finally painted it. ...Yeah, I know. Don't feel bad. The few people who actually saw it this way screamed too. I was going for a look I'd used before that was really beautiful, but I apparently chose colors that were a bit too bright this time around. I didn't want to admit it to myself after all that work, but yes, it was frightening.

Sigh. Okay, second try. Here's what it looks like now. Not nearly as nightmare inspiring as the last one. Now it's serene and relaxing. I was mortified to discover recently that a friend of mine who teaches muscular therapy at a local college shows this website to her students to demonstrate how important it is to choose your office colors carefully. Oh well. Look to your hearts' content, students. Learn! Learn from my fearsome example!

I can't complain too much. This is the only room where I had to repaint because the color wasn't right. It could have happened a LOT more. This calming green color actually follows the palette of the rest of the house a bit better too.

Figures. It's the one room I had to redo. If I'd managed to screw up another room, I'd have only wasted one can of paint. Since I sponge painted, I got to waste three. That's a pricey error right there...

This massive armoire holds both of my tables, my massage chair, all my sheets and towels and whatever supplies I need to store. It's huge!

The fakus was rescued from the aviary before the birds could finish eating it. I used leaves from the one they DID mangle to replace the few that they destroyed on this one.

That corner just needed a nice tree.