this past saturday, my dad and i moved all (most) of my stuff down to the spare room in the basement. i had been planning on doing this as soon as i moved back from college, but it seemed like there was always something stopping us (business trips for dad, work/church stuff for me, a little bit of laziness for both of us).
originally, i planned on buying all new furniture and making it look like something out of an ikea catalog, but that idea quickly died when i realized 1. new furniture costs money, 2. the nearest ikea is at least an hour away, and 3. i don't know if i'd be comfortable sleeping on something that sounds like it was named by a 3 year old with a speech impediment (vanvik, malm, kviby etc.). so, my room is currently furnished by a hodge podge of items we've collected over the years (parent's old 1980 style bed/dressers, random bookcases/desks etc). i never realized it, but my family owns something like 6 mattresses (for 4 people). i've also realized that we have some ugly sheets/bedding in our house. i don't know what my mom was thinking when she bought some of these. i tried looking for a matching set that would go well in a 20 something yr old guy's room, but ultimately had to settle on a funky multi-colored pattern (it was either that or bright yellow). my bed looks like joseph's coat. something tells me i need to go shopping soon. i don't know anything about bedding or sheets, so it should be interesting.
the main reason i wanted to move was because there is a ballin' walk-in closet in the new room. except, when i put all my clothes in the new closet, they only take up 1/10th of the space. so it looks pretty bare. i also get a bathroom all to myself, which is nice. stacey's pretty clean for a girl, but sharing a bathroom still sucks. i tried taking a shower yesterday but quickly found that the shower head needs to be replaced. there is no steady stream of water. it's more along the lines of 4 disjointed trickles that start and stop at whim and shoot off at the most inconvenient angles. i feel like i'm running around just to get wet. so, i'm also adding a new shower head and clothes to my shopping list.
but for now, its nice to have my "own" space. i used to dislike going into the basement because it was always cold/dark/filled with monsters, but now that its mine, it feels more like home. once i add some personal touches (posters, knick-knacks, my extensive beanie baby collection) it'll be as if i'd lived there all along.
