New Rooms - 2 Years Later

We weren't sure how long it would last.

But the time has come.

Our kids are breaking up.

2 years ago, the kids decided they wanted to share a bedroom and have a playroom in the third bedroom.

If you've been around the blog for a while, you'll remember it.  If not, go check this out.

It was beautiful.

I didn't take any before pictures today.  Partially because of how the project came about.  Partially because the mess so bad that I couldn't stand to share it.

I was just going to clean up the play room a little bit.

Instead, I purged 4 white trash bags full of trash.  Various pieces of puzzles, toys, and games with missing pieces and broken parts.  2 large black trash bags full of outgrown and never touched toys to donate to Goodwill.  A box of about 30 books to donate.  A some special items that I've set aside to rehome with families that will appreciate them.

And in the midst of cleaning, Teagan asked about having her own room.

And we respect that she is growing up.  And we respect that she values her privacy.

It will be a bit of an adjustment for Zach and bedtime the next few nights will be strange.

But it will be worth it in the long run.  The 2 years they "lived together" are incredibly valuable and can't be replaced.  But having her own space, her own place to go when she needs to play alone... that's also incredibly valuable.  Having his own space where his sister can't boss him around... incredibly valuable.

And if life was truly fair, I'd get my own room, too.  Jeff has his basement.  The kids now each have a bedroom.  I share a bathroom with the kids.  I share a bedroom with my husband.  The kitchen and living room are common areas.  The dining room isn't accessible due to... well.  Jeff has work to do.

Having my own space would be nice.  Which just means that I can understand Teagan wanting her own room.