I'm falling asleep in my chair as I write this post. All I want to do is go to sleep. LOL. Part of me would also like to get every piece of furniture out of this house and throw it out in the front yard! I'm so sick of living in an itty-bitty house where there's no room for anything! Who can organize in those conditions anyway? I'd cram it all in the basement but then again, the dogs poop in there and I ain't having that! I've got three boys all in this little bitty room on a bunk bed. All of their belongings are crammed into the only closet we own in this entire house! Most of the stuff is toys and junk. All of their shoes go in a bin in the dining room behind the table because when I keep them there, I know where they are. They are not all over the house, under chairs, tables, couches or beds or in the hallway or bathroom. There's not enough room to put them anywhere else.
Brandon's and Alex's dresser are in their bedroom and two shelves with organizing bins to keep a lot of their toys in. Mine, My husband's and Collin's dressers are upstairs in the "Master Bedroom" and Sarah has something similar to the boys' toy bins up stairs next to her bed but my husband decided to put her clothes in that. So that's her "dresser." In the dining room, I have my computer desk, damn near every one of my computer disks/games in here, one printer, CPU, monitor and speakers that don't work, 3 cardboard boxes with my kids' school JUNK in there, a box of books that I'll never read again but that I can't seem to be able to give away to anyone either, an end table type thingy that has this really heavy drawer to it that I cram all the tools (that I can find) into so I'll have them all in one place at least 2 of my husband's bowling bags (to trip over) and an overly full laundry basket.
In the tiny little living room, we've got a desk for Brandon, 4 boxes of DVD's, the DVD rack, a full-sized couch and matching love seat, an old recliner that my husband's best friend gave him that is falling apart, my grandmother's rocking chair, a fold up table that my husband uses to eat on because he eats in the living room instead of the dining room, a wobbly entertainment center, my husband's big screen T.V., an end table next to the big couch next to a giant "effing" speaker that my husband refuses to get rid of or get out of the way in the basement. There's barely enough room to walk around in my house. I hate it. I feel so crowded in. Back when I first moved here I didn't fell this way. Of course, we were 3 people fewer in this family at the time too. Lots less stuff.
I can't wait to move. The sooner, the better. I want all the kids to have their own rooms. I don't think that my husband and I have had our own room since we got married! Brandon was very clingy as a little guy and did not want to go to sleep unless he was in MY bed with me. That left Phillip on the couch. Then, when we finally got him weened off of that, I got pregnant. I've been pregnant every other year since up 'till now so there was always a baby to share my room with me. It's always been me, my husband and our youngest child. It's the same way today. Sarah shares a room with us and quite frankly, it sucks. Don't get me wrong, I love my daughter but every morning I can expect to find her in my bed. That's not all that bad, but there's almost no time -- or room -- for me and my husband if you get my drift.
I guess I'm done with my rant for the day. It feels good to get all of my thoughts out though. Now I feel like actually DOING something with the rest of my day. :-)
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