Balls

So for a while now, I have been on a committee at work that helps design productive working environments. Through this, I’ve been researching what a lot of companies do, from designs enhancing collaborations tools, to altering office furniture to promote a healthier lifestyle. Today I really considered what having a ball as my chair would do.

I grew up with a few balls. They were always my favorite toys (other than the wheelchair, of course). I would use them as my mode of transportation, pushing the ball a bit forward from the back each time I bounced up. I even had some awesome tricks I could do, like standing on the ball and baton twirling (not at the same time, sadly) and such…

Sometime during my high school years, my mom got a larger ball to help her with back pains. This was a bigger ball than I had ever had before, but I was also getting a little old for the fad (aka, didn’t have enough energy to bounce around on it all day).

Now though, I consider what my work-life would look life if I had one at my desk (and not one of those silly balls that comes in a chair, but just an old fashion free standing ball). I think I would be the happiest person in the world. Happier than I already am, which is saying a lot, because I’m pretty happy (except when I’m sad… or, maybe even when I am sad, who knows). Anyway, I could sit and bounce and have fun and be über productive because I would love sitting in my chair so much! I’m also thinking of convincing Joe that we should get one for our computer chair back home. Anything would be better than the crap-shit chair he has (yes, I said it!).

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