Wow, I just re-read this thread...fanta. Hm.
My desk situation has changed dramatically since I last posted, and since it came up elsewhere, I thought I'd share the pix here. I did not purchase any of the furnishings for this room; they were all either given to me or they were repurposed from other rooms in the house when we moved. I made the curtains for Pedro's home office when we lived in our first house, back when he often worked from home and I didn't. The desk belonged to my Dad; it was salvaged from the high school he was teaching at when he was first married to my Mom. They were going to chuck it so he brought it home in 1968. It's sad that people throw away perfectly functional furniture like this -- it obviously wasn't worn out 40+ years ago, it's not even worn out now.
Dad wrote his master's thesis at this desk, and Mom typed it here too. It's solid wood, extremely heavy, with locking drawers, a leather top, and a slide-out tray on the right (you can just barely see it behind the chair in this pic). I love it to pieces. This is the desk I sat at when I was eight years old and wanted to be an architect and Dad let me use his drafting board and T-square and templates, and he sat next to me and taught me the basics of drafting.
I got the chair off the side of the road in my neighborhood about a month ago. It's comfy.

I just cleaned it up drastically, otherwise Wombat would be very pleased with it. It was literally covered in pens, pencils, papers, scraps of fabric, rolls of tape, dead batteries, craft foam, and other assorted craft supplies. To the left you can clearly see the stack of boxes that has been sitting there waiting to be unpacked since we moved into this house 2 years ago. There is probably nothing of any usefulness whatsoever in any of them.
The window overlooks my front yard. I bought the little clock radio yesterday so that I could dock my iPhone and listen to music while I work without having to keep iTunes open all the time; my computer isn't very powerful and iTunes causes a lot of lag. (And also because I use my office for things that don't require a computer to be on at all.) The monitor, mou
se, and keyboard are plugged in to my netbook, which is behind the monitor. I can push it all the way to the back of the desk and have plenty of space free for things like scrapbooking or sewing. I've actually been doing a little sewing lately because, as you'll see in the next pic, it takes about three minutes to get my sewing machine out and put it away.

Behind that door is a spring-loaded typewriter tray, which actually held a typewriter when I was growing up. It's just right for my sewing machine (handed down from Mom) and since I have a power strip on my desk (behind the monitor) I can plug it in easily without having to dig around behind the desk. To the left of the box tower, there's a smallish closet with seven shelves that contains all my sewing supplies and a lot of general craft supplies, and also a huge stash of empty tissue boxes, toilet roll tubes, egg cartons, milk jugs, two-liter bottles. We do a lot (a LOT) of art projects with recycled materials, because I hate throwing things away and also because my kids love to do arts and crafts (or as my daughter calls it, "arps and craps"), but it can get expensive.
To the right of the desk is a tall, skinny bureau with a plastic three-drawer unit on top and a couple of plastic 12x12 storage boxes on top of that. That's my papercrafting tower, Mom gave it to me when she moved because she ended up buying a bigger cabinet to keep her scrapbook supplies in. Mine is pretty much full to the gills. The larger tools, like my diecut machine, live in the closet with everything else. My yarn lives in these repurposed wall-mounted DVD storage cubes:

And yes, the walls really are that yellow. I'm putting off painting 'til the rest of the house is the way I want it, but it's on my list, believe me.