I got rid of my desk.

I was sitting in my office last week and thinking, "Why in the world do I have this massive desk in here?" I guess it was there because it was an office. Made sense to have a desk, you know? What did it hold, though? A little phone, a laptop, a lamp, and that was about it. So now the phone is mounted on the wall, the lamp replaced with a floor lamp, and my laptop sets upon an elevated cafe table. I wonder if there's anywhere else in my life where I have things (or do things) just because they're expected?