This is truly becoming the family room of our home. We have couches and a t.v. down there. My craft area, the school room, Shane's workout area, and the kids toys. I have dreams of movie night in our p.j's and big bowls of popcorn, crafting with my girls when they get a little older, and running on my will-get-here-someday-somehow treadmill.
I get really overwhelmed and stressed out when the kids pile their toys in the living room. I don't know how other people deal with it. Maybe I'm just too anal about it. But I just need one area that is cleaned up and I feel like if someone dropped by (remember in the old days when people did that) I wouldn't have to leave them at the front door while I raced around (tripping and breaking my ankles) to clean up.
So right now we are at the brink. And I can't wait to clean up the dust, paint and decorate. Finally, three years after moving in, it's almost ready. I can't wait. For some reason the whole rest of the house will feel so much more settled. And I'll have a place where my whole families' creativity can soar.