Tomorrow I arrive at another milestone in my career as a dweller of cubicles. Tomorrow marks two years that I've been with this company.

Each time I arrive at such a milestone, I look back on my time and examine how I have changed and how things have changed around me. For example, when I started, my swivel chair was in perfect working order, but two years later, the cushion is paper thin and one armrest is broken. Ah, I remember good times spent on this chair. Like the time I chose to roll rather than walk over to the next cubicle for a meeting. There was also the time I discovered the exact most comfortable settings. And then there was the time I leaned back a little too hard, broke the backrest, and almost ended up on the floor with a broken spine. Well, maybe that last one wasn't among the good times, but it was memorable all the same.

I also look back on my accomplishments over the years with a sense of pride. I was the one, for example, who took the initiative and rotated my desk to face the wall instead of the window. And there in the corner are my colour-coded, alphabetical files that use a clever system that I myself devised and hope to maybe begin using some day.

So when tomorrow arrives, I'll have to celebrate. I think maybe I'll spend an extra minute or so juggling my penguins.