Right.
So I got the ironing board out of the corner and the desk moved into the corner and I hung a white board and built a filing cabinet with my own two hands....
And then...
And then...
Right.
The thing is, with all the chaos, that bedroom nook wasn't a priority. In fact, it got bumped down further and further. Then Christmas came its merry way into the house and the nook that was supposedly my office and my haven became the storage spot for bags and boxes and wrapping paper. Amazon Prime is a great thing, but the boxes. And the stuff. In our effort to make our first floor feel neat and clean, all that excess stuff just comes upstairs, and where does it get stashed? Not the girls' rooms. Not Adam's office. Our room.
Anyway, the curse of doing a project to 75% completion is that is very often, rather than inching toward 100%, you slip back. By the time December 26 arrived, I literally couldn't get to the printer. As a homeschooling mom, this is a big problem. No exaggeration - I could not navigate my way into that nook. Couldn't walk. Couldn't even pick my way through. No. No, no, no.
So I took a day and I finished it. I still need to hang a few things. Our family calendar is in the kitchen, but I'd like to have a pretty calendar to hang on the wall, and I think getting some other organizational things on the wall would help too. Obviously, there isn't a lot of floor space for furniture, so the empty walls will be put into use.
I'm having way too much fun browsing around. I don't know that I'll be able to decide any time soon.
But here's the thing. Now that it's functional and only needs a bit of pretty-ing up, I'm calling it done and I'm refusing to allow clutter back in. There are two spots in our home that are clutter magnets. One is the dining room. Because I use the table to lay out our school materials, it doesn't always look hostess ready. And because of that, it's easy to "just add one more thing" to that inviting flat space.
But the other is our bedroom and specifically, that nook. It's not visible to the public, it's out of the way, it's a place where the girls don't frequent and it's easy to say "I'm just putting it there for now".
Adam got a Home Depot card for Christmas, and we both jumped at the chance to replace the ceiling fan in our bedroom that has been broken since late September. Obviously the fan wasn't a huge deal, but that fan is also our overhead light. And as the days have gotten shorter, we've discovered that we really miss it.
Anyway, we got ridiculously excited about the gift card and spent a morning propped up in our bed, scrolling through options in a way that you only do when you're middle aged and married and think new ceiling fans are exactly what you want. We ordered one and high fived about the fact that the gift card covered the whole thing and we didn't have any guilt about making such a crazy purchase.
Then it came...and the box was missing the mounting hardware. We called and are arranging a return, but in the meantime we have an unboxed fan sitting out in the middle of our bedroom floor. As we prepared to go to bed Adam said, nonchalantly,
"I'll just go ahead and stick this here, just for..."
"NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!"
No. My nook is done. Get out of my nook.
Because now that I finally have a space of my own again, I'm not giving it up without a fight.
