The Wife and I live in a modest three bedroom house and over our (nearly) 4 years of living there we’ve had two occasions where we’ve welcomed in roommates. The extra, 3rd bedroom, was mostly a mangled interpretation of an office, video game room, guest room, craft room and workout room, a room with no true identity. This room was all United States of Tera, just everywhere all at once and not as functional as one should be.
Even after our roommates had come and gone and we had two rooms to work with each room was in a bit of disarray. What had once been one single cluttered room, over populated with items and furniture that had nothing to do with each other than they belonged to the same owners, had turned into two rooms lacking furniture and finishing touches. I had books, magazines and music on the floor, a black TV stand & TV and folding chairs which often times served as tables. The Wife’s room had the table that the before mentioned folding chairs belong to framed photos leaned across the wall and a sepia clad bed which was mostly used to toss other storage type things on.
All until the day we got the confirmation that The Wife and I would become parents. We knew immediately which room would become the baby’s room and the extra room would be finished as the media equipped guest room. With little to no help from myself (I was sick) and ton of help from The Wife’s mom and aunt the bland extra room was transformed into a nursery for our little boy.
Who knew we needed to have a child to finally complete this house and turn it into a home? We now have a cozy guest room and our son has a pretty sweet-ass set up of his own. Seriously, kid’s digs are top shelf.
Even after our roommates had come and gone and we had two rooms to work with each room was in a bit of disarray. What had once been one single cluttered room, over populated with items and furniture that had nothing to do with each other than they belonged to the same owners, had turned into two rooms lacking furniture and finishing touches. I had books, magazines and music on the floor, a black TV stand & TV and folding chairs which often times served as tables. The Wife’s room had the table that the before mentioned folding chairs belong to framed photos leaned across the wall and a sepia clad bed which was mostly used to toss other storage type things on.
All until the day we got the confirmation that The Wife and I would become parents. We knew immediately which room would become the baby’s room and the extra room would be finished as the media equipped guest room. With little to no help from myself (I was sick) and ton of help from The Wife’s mom and aunt the bland extra room was transformed into a nursery for our little boy.
Who knew we needed to have a child to finally complete this house and turn it into a home? We now have a cozy guest room and our son has a pretty sweet-ass set up of his own. Seriously, kid’s digs are top shelf.
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