you probably know the rest…he’ll ask for a glass of milk! As with much in life, one thing always leads to another and nothing is as simple or easy as you think it is.
In February our oldest son moved out to his own place. He took some furniture and most of his clothes. But he left lots of books, memorabilia, etc. We are happy to store it for him–somewhere in our small house. But I digress. His basement bedroom was now available. Can you say sewing studio? Not so fast.
Fast forward to April. Our youngest is coming home from college next month and will be home indefinitely. He has decided the basement room is perfect for him. His room will be empty. Okay, now can I say, sewing studio?
Over the next few weeks we will clean out our garden shed, move less important items from our kid’s clubhouse (wonderful building my dad built for our kids many years ago) to the shed, buy lots of plastic totes for Chris’ leftover stuff and Andrew’s college household goods, pack and store them in the clubhouse, move Andrew’s stuff to the bedroom basement, paint the new studio, move my sewing stuff in…whew! And I haven’t even mentioned redoing the living room once the sewing stuff is out…I think we’ll take the sofa from the family room and then…okay, I’ll stop. As my co-worker would say, these are all “first world problems.” I am blessed to have so many options and such a supportive family.
If you give a mouse a cookie, he’ll ask for a glass of milk. If you give him a glass of mild, he’ll ask for a straw…