The Home Office
AKA “my corner of the bedroom”. My wife and I own a quaint little home near the historic downtown area of the city in which we live in. I won’t get get too specific, as to ward off any would-be stalkers on the internets, but it’s in California. Anyway, our home is fairly small which is pretty typical of homes built back in the 1940s (ours was built in 1946). Prior to the arrival of our unexpected little bundle of …