All I Want for Christmas Is a . . .

. . . door on my home office so that I can do a few things in peace. I know, I know, what kind of present is that? And what kind of signal am I sending? I love my family and all the activity in our household. But sometimes I really, really need to get away from the chaos and the never ending wiping of counters, tying of shoes, and folding of laundry. A private space with a computer would be such a luxury, and although I feel guilty about asking for a door, SOMETIMES I JUST NEED TO BE SHUT AWAY.