I envisioned an office oasis where I would write my first book. I pictured myself there with the windows open hearing kids running around outside. I would have a comfy reading nook in the corner to curl up in. And I was slowing creating this: A beautiful desk from Pottery Barn. Two bookshelves. A sitting chair, though not super comfortable. But, if I'm honest with myself, most of my writing happens in the living room. I rarely sit in the office as planned, so the room is not getting the use it could.
And, that is not the stage of life I am in. I am a mom in the stage who desperate wants her house back from the invasion of toys.
Since Christmas, the inundation of toys creates anxiety and tripping hazards. After a few days of mulling it over, we turned my beautiful office into a playroom paradise. We rearranged the house moving desks, bookshelves, beds, and toys. By simply purchasing a rug and a wall decal of letters and numbers, Mila has a room that makes me jealous.
And she helped decorate.
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