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I mentioned a while ago that we were planning to reorganize our house. We've done some packing, planning, and cleaning over the past couple of weeks, and this afternoon three pleasant and diligent men from the Casa de Maryland Workers' Center (an advocacy and service center for day laborers) showed up to carry heavy things for us.
It's a very strange experience to partially move. Our house got turned upside down; only the living room, Alex's room, and the kitchen were completely unchanged. And yet the fundamentals of the house remained the same. We didn't have to put all our things in boxes, but there are baskets and bins of displaced objects everywhere.
I don't know how long it will take before I stop darting into the dining room intending to check my e-mail, or into the study - which used to be my bedroom - to grab a pair of socks or toss the kids' clothes in the no-longer-present laundry hamper.
Our bedroom is already in nice shape. It's no larger than it has to be to fit our bedroom furniture (queen bed, dresser, chest), but it doesn't feel cramped. The study is going to need a lot of work - we still have to assemble some of the Ikea furniture we bought for it, let alone distributing our things over the shelves - but our desks and computers are already set up and I can tell that it's going to be an extremely pleasant room when it's finished. The dining room looks like someone moved out of it. Once it's cleaned up and the piles of detritus are removed, I think it will feel peaceful and huge.
The overall effect of the move is to make our house feel much bigger. It's great.
Pictures to come when we have things a little more together.
It's a very strange experience to partially move. Our house got turned upside down; only the living room, Alex's room, and the kitchen were completely unchanged. And yet the fundamentals of the house remained the same. We didn't have to put all our things in boxes, but there are baskets and bins of displaced objects everywhere.
I don't know how long it will take before I stop darting into the dining room intending to check my e-mail, or into the study - which used to be my bedroom - to grab a pair of socks or toss the kids' clothes in the no-longer-present laundry hamper.
Our bedroom is already in nice shape. It's no larger than it has to be to fit our bedroom furniture (queen bed, dresser, chest), but it doesn't feel cramped. The study is going to need a lot of work - we still have to assemble some of the Ikea furniture we bought for it, let alone distributing our things over the shelves - but our desks and computers are already set up and I can tell that it's going to be an extremely pleasant room when it's finished. The dining room looks like someone moved out of it. Once it's cleaned up and the piles of detritus are removed, I think it will feel peaceful and huge.
The overall effect of the move is to make our house feel much bigger. It's great.
Pictures to come when we have things a little more together.
