I don't know what got into me...maybe I really am trying to find anything to do but study.
We live in a great house. It is perfect with just enough quirks to keep us busy. Until yesterday, you would have never known we had a fourth bedroom. The door stayed SHUT, because neither of us wanted to face the six feet piles of boxes and crap that covered the floor.
You see...when two adults move in together with all their stuff, that leads to a whole bunch of duplicates and merging...and just a general mess. Then, add two kids and an overly sentimental mom and now we have crates as high as the ceiling with every picture my kids have colored (is this totally insane?), preschool work, kindergarten work, baby keepsakes, you get the picture.
Then you have to combine my hobbies, which apparently I chose because they have the most amount of crap. There's my sewing machine, lots of fabric, more yarn than you could imagine and about sixteen half finished scarves... :( Oh..and let's not forget scrapbooking and card-making. MAJOR LOADS OF STUFF.
But I did it.
I wanted to play Monopoly on Playstation and kick the computer's butt, but I didn't stop, and now we both have an office and I can study without driving the rest of my family nuts, and Eric can make important business calls without trying to avoid the background noise of two dogs, a 5 & 6 year old.
My list is SO SO long, but here's a dent.
Something to feel proud of...maybe that's what I really needed.
