My Dad's Office
It is funny. I was at my parents house today because I have to bring them to the airport tomorrow morning... and this room brings back a lot of memories... I used to live in this room when i was in elementary school! there was a HUGE desk in there the size of a bed and the weight of an elephant! But now it's the computer room/my dad's office. He always sits and works on his sermons or studies and tends not to come out until someone lures him out with dinner, or better yet... ice cream!
there's so many pictures of my sister and i when we were little in this room, climbing around on the huge desk... My favorite memory?
The room is on the corner right by the front porch. So when I was living in the room, I would get uber paranoid (I still am quite a worst case scenario girl) that someone would break into our house from the porch. SO i decided to create my own personal alarm system. I stuck needles (the tall ones) into little balls of retainer wax (gross i know) and then set them up on the "outskirts" of my desk near the window...
JUST in case a robber came in through the window, he would step on the needles. Well, one morning I was trying to get the shades open and slammed my hand down on my desk to get some leverage... RIGHT on a needle.
after that my mom made me stop creating do-it-yourself traps for potential robbers :)
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