Notes from the crib

After lots of thought and disagreement and bruised toes, we decided that we needed to separate. Our stuff, that is. We have too much stuff and we don't share the same (dis)organizational philosophies. We have piles of papers, more electronics than the nearest Best Buy, newly acquired boxes of DH's childhood treasures, crafting supplies to rival Hobby Lobby and more, just between the two of us. Throw a toddler into the mix and we have a messy, messy house.

We've been trying to do something about the clutter for months, but finally got on the road to fixing it this weekend. First we decided that in order to live more peacefully, we needed separate spaces. So I moved out of the office and it's now a "man room". I moved all the office supplies and my computer desk into my crafty room and brought in a bunch more storage cabinets that we had scattered through the house. I've rearranged so that hopefully I'll be able to store all my stuff, plus have enough space to set up a temporary table in the center of the room for crafting class nights. We moved DH's family heirloom kitchen table upstairs (although DH has a plan to move it into the man room eventually), and then we took out a few leaves from my family heirloom table and relocated it from the dining room into the kitchen/breakfast area. The mead/wine racks were moved from the kitchen into the man room to get them out of G's reach. With the table gone from the dining room, we proceeded to convert it into a playroom for G. No longer will our living room look like Fisher-Price threw up in it!

We've moved an antique settee into the playroom, along with a rocker that had to be removed from G's room after he repeatedly used it as a launch pad. Books, toys and other items are slowly finding their way into their new spaces. And DH is finally assembling the play kitchen this evening now that G is asleep.

DH and G even ran some errands this evening and came home with a new rug to spruce up the playroom - G seems to like it quite well.