If I had been brave enough to take and share before pictures, you wouldn’t recognize this room.
It was what we very generously called the library as if we lived in some mansion. With the other bedrooms feeling too cramped with the kids’ overflowing book shelves, we had them all in here together (hence, the library/Colonel Mustard title). It could have been more appropriately called the Lego room because those little plastic squares pretty much covered every square inch of flooring that other toys weren’t covering, but that title didn’t have nearly the same mystique.
But, not any more.
When we learned in August that there might be a need for this room to actually be used as a bedroom, we started the purging process. To simply say that things were either sold or donated simply doesn’t do the process justice. It was a process indeed, painful at times and cathartic at other times. We took the cash we got from the silly little $5 sales here and there and put it together to purchase a cheap bedroom set on Craigslist that fit just perfectly.
And, then we waited to see what would happen.
While I was in China, about 2 weeks ago, I got a text and learned that, yup, the room was needed. And, tonight our guests arrive. Again, the simply sentences doesn’t do the process justice. You’ll have to trust me on that.
Let me clarify that my sisters inherited the Martha Stewart gene; I did not. I’m just not so good at all that hospitality stuff generally speaking. I envy it in my sisters and others like them who make perfect meals and have matching dishes and little white lights on pretty patios. But, I confess that it’s been pretty exciting readying this room over the last 2 weeks while battling jet lag for the family who will be living with us for the next season. And, it’s been exciting to see God fill those dressers with little boy things and growing Mama things, which He has in abundance.
In a few hours, they’ll be here. Let the chaos and craziness begin.
