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Barely an office back in 1982. I was working at a restaurant part time and buying pieces of the computer as I could afford them.<\/p><\/div>\n
Two moves later, the office moved out into the living room. Then, when I upgraded to a two-bedroom apartment, the second, smaller bedroom became my office. It eventually became so packed with gear, that I was nearing the point of swapping to the master bedroom for the office. Then I moved again.<\/p>\n
In the first home I rented, my office was a downstairs bedroom. It was cramped. I almost moved the office into the downstairs living room, but ended up moving out of the rental and into my first home.<\/p>\n
Our first home had a granny apartment over the two-car garage. It had a nice big living room, kitchen, bath, and two bedrooms. The whole thing was my office, but I divided it into three parts.<\/p>\n
The living room was my outer office, where I would entertain guests. No one ever showed up, of course. But there were some nice chairs to set in, an oak desk, plus lots of storage for office supplies.<\/p>\n
The kitchen had coffee, of course, plus a small fridge that I would forget to stock with snacks and drinks. The microwave heated many a cup of coffee.<\/p>\n
The northwest bedroom I used for storage. It was my computer boneyard. It also had tables with some PCs and a Mac set up. I had hired an assistant for a time, and she would work in that office. There was also a futon in that office, for those times I needed to take a nap. (And, no, I never did “mess” with my assistant.)<\/p>\n
The main office was packed. It’s shown below, and you can read the full description here<\/a>.<\/p>\n
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