Friday, March 7, 2008
My husband assures me that there is nothing dangerous in having many cords, but I can’t help thinking that this is unwise. When I go to other friend’s houses, I never see a mess of electrical tentacles like this. Perhaps other people hide it better, but I sometimes wonder if my workspace is exceptionally messy. I might even call it hazardous. Not only is there wired mayhem, but scissors, knives, glue, drill bits, a hammer, a guillotine paper cutter, racks too heavily burdened, and stacks of books and papers teetering. I have to carefully tiptoe through the clutter just to get to my desk chair.