Recycle those little yellow reminders into paper cranes and little boats with Origami Sticky Notes. Then go all Blade Runner and surreptitiously drop them on your colleagues’ desks when they’re not looking. Who’s the replicant now?
Coffee mugs have always been my desktop storage vessel of choice. The extra heft of fired ceramic makes for a solid base for pencils and pens, and every office kitchen has a cupboard packed with abandoned cups. The Hookmaker teacup tile puts a much classier, decorative spin on the old stand-by.
Feeling like a lazy bitch?
I am.
As I snarf down my fourth coffee clothed in my running outfit, which I have heretofore worn only to RUN ERRANDS, I realize that just chasing the UPS man down the street for my signature-required packages isn’t going to cut it for exercise.
As I posted last week, I’m on the hunt for a new desk; if I double my budget, I can get this snazzy TrekDesk, which perches over my treadmill and allows me to work while walking very, very slowly. (Slow walking = no sweat, hence its popularity among folks for whom B.O. would be an office hazard.)
As if feeling like a blob isn’t motivation enough, there’s even a Twitter #hashtag for the mobile office. #treadtweets tracks miles walked and worked, and it’s nothing short of astonishing to see a report of 11.98 miles covered in the time that I’ve mocha-choco-latte’d my way through a stack of e-mails.
I can’t stop with the butt posts. It’s a disease.
Ignore that, and trust me when I say that after discovering this chair on Overstock, it has shot to the top of my Christmas wish list. I’ve ridden religiously on my exercise ball throughout my two pregnancies and beyond, so to discover an exercise ball chair that looks as adorable as a bar stool aboard a V ship is thrilling indeed.
The fact that you can strengthen your core while bouncing to Ace of Base and writing blog posts? You can’t put a price on sitness, people.
Don’t lie: you snorted a little when you saw this poor dude, gripping a pen in his mouth as he poops paper clips.
