And this is the room I am making into "my space". That is a piano back there, under all the piles. This is an interesting room. It was once the single garage, and I had it converted to a room when Mum and Dad came to stay. It has a high pitched ceiling, and I had a deck built over half of it, and there is a queen sized bed up that ladder. Great for when the kids come to stay.
Pete and Glynis popped round this afternoon, just as David was about to go on strike at the prospect of moving the gigantic cupboard. Pete suggested tea to fortify us, and then the 3 of us heaved the wretched thing into the old kitchen, which has been my sewing room. It will now be a store room and music room. That is , once we move the piano, which weighs a zillion tons.
We all know about changing rooms. My entire house is now a tip, and I am creaking in places which are definitely not supposed to creak. And I have run out of energy. I also need to do a trip to Ikea to get some bookcases. I am compromising. I would love to get a complete wall of units for storage, but it will have to be book cases, as my continual failure to win the lotto is proving to be a slight inconvenience.