A bookcase from off the street, a cart some friends were getting rid of, a chair that had been left in an old apartment when we moved in, another that Micah brought home from work and re-upholstered, boxes
we Micah built for storage/sitting, a desk from Craigslist.
I sometimes have to laugh at how haphazardly our furniture has come together.
And sometimes I have to fight the urge to toss it all out the window and start over.
The funny thing is how useful it all is. We really use to the sewing table that happened to catch our eye when we weren’t looking for it at all. We’ve made every shelf in the kitchen worth its weight/wall space.
And even though it is all useful and helpful and . . . maybe not beautiful, but whatever . . . we’re still always questioning whether we really need it. Isn’t there some way we could get rid of the boys’ dresser? (Not without getting another one just like it to put their clothes in.) Do we really need that bookcase? (Yes, unless you have a better method for storing all those books.)
We’ve been over it all a dozen times, but we’re doing it again. Trying to purge, free up some space. Unburden ourselves. You see, Little Miss is 6 months old and she still sleeps in her Moses basket. Even though she is as long as the basket itself. We’re working on getting her into a crib, but it’s not as easy as it sounds because . . . we’ve got to get Squish out of the crib first.
But in order for him to get out of the crib, he needs a new bed.
And if he gets a new bed, Manchild needs one, too. Not that Manchild wouldn’t love to sleep in a toddler bed well into his teenage years, but . . . actually, he’s been complaining about his bed for a while now. And I don’t blame him.
The boys’ bedroom, however, is roughly the size of a walk-in closet. So if we’re going to fit two new, bigger beds, they need to be bunk beds. The bunk beds, while allowing there to be two beds in a closet-sized room, don’t leave room for much else.
Thus the shifting. Can we move this a few feet farther this way to make room for that? Can we get rid of this all together? Maybe if we toss enough games and clothes and toys there will magically be 50 sq. ft. more of floor space . . . .
Or maybe we’ll find some way to do without some piece of furniture and put it out on the curb for someone else to learn to live with.