After working from home for over a year and a half, I finally broke down and bought a real file cabinet. It’s charcoal in color, which works nicely with my decor, and metal.
My old filing system was cheap, plastic and on wheels. Every time I opened a drawer to find a file, I had to use an unusual amount of strength and hope the whole darn thing wouldn’t fall on my feet. Balance wasn’t its strongest suit.
So off to Staples I went, with my business credit card in hand, to buy a real deal file cabinet. Like I’m all important or something.
When I brought it home, though, I realized I bought much more than an upgraded vehicle in which to store my oh so important business files.
Two things immediately popped into my head after gracefully taking my file cabinet out of the box. (There are advantages to having co-workers around when you get back to the office with a new piece of furniture.)
- This thing is metal, and I have a whole bag of magnetic poetry shoved in a drawer somewhere.
- This box will entertain my boys for hours on end.
I had visions of myself creating poetic masterpieces on the side of my file cabinet as my kids played peacefully in the next room with their box. It was all very creative and inspiring.
Then, I remembered that the magnetic poetry was actually the tabloid version and included many words that I wasn’t interested in explaining to my literate 7 year old. I had to be a bit strategic when my sons helped stick all those words on the side of my file cabinet.
So the inspiring poetry I was planning on creating turned into stuff like this:
My sons particularly thought G’s “famous Lochness monster travels and is fat and old” creation was really, really funny. Like belly laugh funny.
Who knows. Maybe he’s a future tabloid headline writer. There’s money in that, right?
The box, of course, has entertained them for hours. It’s been their house, a race car, a rocket and a robot. My husband cut out holes in strategic places so they could have windows or eye holes, depending on their need. Those holes have also cut down the number of times my furniture has been run into by screaming children running with the box over their head. (Do girls do these type of things?)
So I guess I my purchase of a new file cabinet had some added benefits I didn’t expect.
And it turns out the boys weren’t the only ones entertained by the box.
Oh, and in case you are wondering, my files are nice and organized in my new cabinet. And I have no struggles trying to get to them.
What added benefits have you found from a store purchase?