When our basement flooded in 2008 we spent March through May rebuilding and deciding the best way to spend our insurance money, plus some savings. We recarpeted the whole house, got some new appliances in the kitchen, bought new furniture, and generally spruced up this old house.
One of the by-products of all of the hullaballoo was that our den became a storage room, holding onto all of the stuff that had been displaced. There were boxes of books, card tables, folding chairs, and a mess of cables, mics, and other equipment that belonged to my missionary son.
During the last week Geo and I spent every free (ha) moment working on the den. We painted, we designed the layout, we put together furniture. We are happy with the final product and are glad to have living square footage again.
Minor tragedy to waste space.
To give up room for living.
To store everything up in a closed room
and say "later".
Room to walk.