not quite there
Well, things have not lined up with the big thinking, building projects, etc that we planned, but for the moment there is a nearly three year old girl moved out of her parents’ bedroom and a twelve year old brother moved back in with his nearly 16 year old brother after four years of
exile of separate bedrooms.
We haven’t painted, but we have spent two weekends thoroughly cleaning out two boys’ disaster zones.
I honestly did not realize the extent of the garbage hoarding going on behind furniture and in closets, especially in Mr. Cynic’s room. I mean, I expect it from Captain Comic and had been in there a handful of times over the years for a whole weekend clean out. But I never went into the teen zone to assist when I asked him to clean.
Never again. Standing house rule: HIDDEN DOES NOT MEAN CLEAN.
So the bedroom shuffle has been done, but not thoroughly completed as of yet.
Last night was Honey and my first night alone (well, the cat is in there, too) in our room since Toots was born. She did a good job staying in her room and the boys survived the first night sharing theirs again. Captain Comic said he woke up a few times during the night, though.
Their room isn’t quite big enough for anything beyond their two beds, two book shelves, two dressers, three guitar stand and amps (Mr. Cynic) and a file cabinet with a lightbox for drawing (Captain Comic). Slowly, I am still trying to clear stuff out Toots’s room that belonged to Captain Comic. Desk does not have a place to go in the boys’ room.
I have a very busy week ahead, starting with a meeting I am too exhausted to be motivated to go to at the moment, dental work tomorrow, the usual mayhem, and Mr. Cynic is in a play for the last three nights of this week.
And I want to write?
When things are a bit more finished in both rooms, I will post photos.