Mayhem on Monday - 18/2/19

Finally my bedroom is a bedroom and not a bedroom/office.

I have been wanting to remove the large desk from our bedroom and move it to the room that my son and his wife were using until they moved out.

This is the offending desk - it's huge and, thanks to Hubby, usually messy. 

 

This is where my dresser used to be - right in the window and blocking the heat from the radiator.

 

This is how the bedroom looks now and here is Hubby at the desk in its new location.

We still have a lot of sorting out to do (I want to get an easy chair for the bedroom and change a few other things) but Hubby is finding it hard to adjust.  We've also moved my sewing machine from our bedroom into one of the smaller rooms that I want to be more of a hobby room for me.  This means Hubby lost a big surface that he used to dump a lot of stuff on.

I've tried to make it as easy as possible for him but I'm sure it will take time to get used to the changes.  But I'm pleased we've got this upheaval done.  I just wish I'd stuck to my gut instincts when it came to moving the desk.  I wanted to take it apart but Hubby was worried it wouldn't go back together too well and that we would be able to get it down a flight of stairs.

Well he was right that we could get it down the stairs, we just couldn't get it through the second doorway so had to dismantle it anyway.  It was very easy to take apart and it went back together ok too.  I'm proud of myself for not saying "I told you so!"  but I definitely thought it lol.