I love the thought of a calm, organized, clutter free area. A place to rejuvenate. A place to sleep (do you hear that Baby Sam? SLEEP) and a clear desk area where I can set up space and encourage myself to be a successful student.
This room is none of those things. It has become a room of dumping and hiding. All the piles that collect downstairs eventually move upstairs. This room is the first that I am choosing to tackle for my own sanity, for a place to study and baby-willing a place to feel more rested and ready for each day.
Here are a few "before" pics that I snapped this afternoon. Yikes! I know! I apologize in advance if any undies made it into the shot, I'm telling you -- keeping it real!
The first task I assigned myself was to empty the crib and change the sheet. Time for Sammy to transition to the crib. For real. I was obviously joking when I said that a few months ago... Wish us luck with the transition and stay tuned for an account of my success with taming the stuff. Too. Much. Stuff.
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