DearDR and I, and the girls, live in a three-bedroom home. When we moved here, Monkey was nine months old. When Bun came along, she stayed with DearDR and me in our bed for a few months, then we moved her into a crib in the guest room; her dresser/changing table lived in Monkey’s room. A few weeks ago, Bun decided she didn’t want to sleep in her crib any longer, but wanted to sleep in the “big bed” — our guest room bed.
It was time for a change.
Here’s where we were starting:
Monkey’s room: Bed + Bun’s dresser
Monkey’s room: Shelf + Monkey’s dresser
Monkey’s room: The closet
The big room: Rolltop desk + crib
The big room: Bed
The big room: Stuff
This image best demonstrates another reason it was time to clean and rearrange. These bags and boxes and piles of stuff have been piling up for more than a year. They are part of the “something more” that I find it difficult to deal with in a timely manner as a WOTHM. They are clothes that no longer fit anyone; clothes that will probably fit Bun someday; and baby stuff that we are not sure we will need again. (This is still up in the air.)
The big room: The closet (i.e. wasted space)
The big room: Glider and doorway
How I Spent Friday Night: The big room, nearly empty
I said “nearly”.
Where all that stuff went:
Come back tomorrow to watch the transformation.