The best thing about this condo is that nothing in it belongs to me. The worst thing about this condo is that nothing in it belongs to me. I have no attachment to this condo or anything inside of it therefore, I feel no stress about the condo or its contents. The sink backed up yesterday; it didn’t concern me in the slightest because it’s someone else’s problem to fix it.

The flip side is that nothing in this condo is mine. At home, my office is a recliner and a rolling metal table. I can spend the whole day working on my computer in perfect comfort. At the condo, though, nothing is comfortable. The furniture was made to look nice, not be comfortable. I can work at the dining table for a day, but more than that, my back begins to protest.

So, today, I realized that while I can’t be as comfortable as I am at home, I can save my back some pain by simply rearranging the furniture, and that’s what I did. I spent the whole day editing, and my back could keep going until sunrise. My eyeballs, on the other hand, are done for the day.