Last Night I Celebrated Easter

with Robin's eggs, candy kisses and one Cadbury egg. Mmmmmmmmm.  It was the perfect end of very long day.  Also a very nice surprise coming from a teenager's room scattered with dirty socks, candy wrappers and teenage debris.

I've decided to redo Andrew's room and floor.  Actually the hot weather has driven me inside to conquer a much needed interior redo while doing some work on the perimeter as well.

A few weeks ago I created a closet insert from two shelves and boxes.  It certainly solved a problem of not having an organized closet.  I sidetracked and postponed so many times I'm not sure Andrew believes I am finally beginning on his room.

We have found shoes he has lost.  Easter Candy!  Piles of change on many surfaces along with outdated pictures and child hood videos.  There will be some major letting go, some memories revisited and more memories made as we fit this reconstruction around a senior year, football, music, a girlfriend and family time!

We know from the design shows, we must first empty the room.  Since this will not be a one day job I have measured and thought and thought and measured where the "room" will reside until I have the original room finished.  I can't have a solution without some Mad Hatter Tea Party hair brained idea rising from that one thing.

Andrew and I have discussed this new idea.  His present bedroom MAY become his music room, sound proofed for some loud jamming.  We are very proud of his musical accomplishments and want him to have a place just for that...and muted sound for us.

Now we know one of the reasons my sister gifted me this sign!

What is normal anyway??

Changing Themes

I'm pretty laid back for a grandmother but even I can not stand this!!!  This was a football themed music/games/sleeping room.  I say clean your room but rarely do I step in. I would peek in and if his games were on the shelves and things picked up I would call it good.  

This has been declared a disaster zone and Chief Inspector Nana is taking over!  If this were a town, FEMA would be on site.  We are talking about a sixteen year old who does many outside activities but that is no excuse!

Returning from building fence Saturday the owner of this mess was met by one MAD grandmother.  I found a fork in the floor!  I guess you could say at least his guitar is on a rack but the other three and a banjo were leaned in a corner not even in their case.  

Respect your stuff or you will have no stuff.  That has always been a rule of mine since I had children.  Their rooms were cleaned with garbage bags in hand and if it was in the floor it went into the bag.  My girls seriously thought I threw their stuff away.  I sorted it all later and put it in place but I put the fear of room cleaning into them.

Andrew has just now met the mean mother that raised his mother and aunt. Woe, be very afraid!  We are now TOGETHER redesigning his room and sorting, cleaning, and throwing some things away.

Abstract guitar entry door is

just a hint of wilder things to come.

A box and a box cutter

make a new headboard in a teenager's room.  This wall used to be dominated by the bed from hell but now we have a normal bed.  Since I have no headboard I am making one...subject to change.

Andrew at sixteen wants all black but unless he's doing the painting this will be the only black wall.  I don't see a brush in his hand.

Yes, I'm mean.  From this point on, when we have shoveled our way out of this mess, this room will represent a young adult.  That young adult will have weekly inspections and there will be hell to pay if it EVER looks like that first picture again.