During my 38-year teaching career, I moved into seven different rooms on three different campuses. With each move, the desk that was in my first classroom came along with me.
I was 22 when I started teaching. The desk had to be at least 30 and had already suffered its first broken leg. It was one of those big honkin' things with deep drawers down both sides. It weighed a ton. When I retired, the District Office tagged it obsolete (and me too, I suspect). I got to take it home.
As it turned out, the desk didn't fit anywhere. Too Big. My husband also dubbed it "Too Ugly." Truthfully, it was in pretty bad shape.
I just love those old drawers.
I'm linking to
Between Naps on the Porch for Metamorphosis Monday,
. . . off on my tangent . . . for Alphabe-Thursday's Letter O (Old Drawers),
Boogieboard Cottage for Masterpiece Monday and
Dittle Dattle for Amaze Me Monday.