It’s 1.43 a.m. on Thursday 31st December 2015 and I’m at my aged desk working on my very first blog post. I have generated about a gazillion ideas for this awesome occasion but surprisingly all I can think about right now is this faithful little desk. Funny that I should remember how years ago daddy and I went to the furniture store to pick out a tiny desk and swivel chair that would fit comfortably in my then smaller room. I fell in love with the white and black combo that allowed me to adjust the angle of the surface to better facilitate artistic pursuits like drawing. It was a plus too that the colours suited the apple white paint of my bedroom’s walls. I excitedly put the pieces together myself as soon as we got home.
This little desk has seen me through an undergraduate degree and more recently a postgraduate programme. I have planned and organised and made life-altering decisions while sitting at this desk staring at my computer screen or scribbling in my never-ending series of notebooks. Even when I moved away from home, daddy would leave anything, and I mean anything, that he wanted to bring to my attention on this desk. He once left me two beaded necklaces, one red, one green, reminiscent of those that you see in Mardi Gras photos. He and mom had “won” the beads for their awesome dancing at some shindig or other. He instructed me to keep them, which I did. Those beads hung at various spots in my room and when he passed away a couple years ago, their permanent residence became the rear view mirror of my car.
Last Christmas, reality sank in. My beloved desk might not be with me for much longer. I had to use patterned contact paper to breathe new life into the stained and tired surface. The once adjustable surface is immovable now. Every day the rust spots grow larger and the paint chips away. However, we’ve made it through another year and another milestone, Mint Tea and Elephants, which was conceived and birthed at this desk.
Here’s to another (fingers crossed) year, my friend. Cheers!