The spare room is no more.

Well sleep over buddies, you're going to have to find new digs. The spare room is officially the nursery. Although we just call it the baby room, nursery sounds too grown up, which we're still against. Richard and I may be adults, home owners and future parents, but I still wouldn't classify us as 'adults'. 

Any who... this past weekend was FAMILY DAY. What better way to spend it, then prepping for our family. On Friday we hummed and ha'd over the 'spare room', finally Richard took action and started taking things apart and loading them into the car. First the desk, then the futon. I worked at clearing out the closet and finding new homes for things. 

Then we drove to our storage unit AKA, the basement in Acton and dropped everything off. The room was still in shambles, because nothing had a home yet. Sadly, this room will be shared between baby and linens/storage. We just don't have the space anywhere else in our wee little home. 

Saturday we puttered around cleaning the rest of the house and finally on Sunday we went to Ikea. We have been putting this off for weeks, we can't afford it, but we needed something to offset the loss of storage in the closet and under the desk.

We found a PAX wardrobe (I love PAX) that would become out 'linen' closet. Richard managed to get it into his car, while I stood and watched. Making a person has rendered me useless. The 8 foot tall box hung out the back of his car, while I crammed into the front seat. I was literally sardine'd in. We tried to take pictures, but none could accurately portray my discomfort.

Finally at home we waited for Dad to help with the unload. We have lots of stairs and this 8 foot box also weighed a tonne and I again, I was of no help except gentle encouragement. 

By 7pm we had the monster constructed. Dun Dun DUN!

We took a break to eat and celebrate Dad's birthday at Chaps! yum! And when we got home we loaded it up with everything... towels, electronics, bedding and stuff. 

It really cleans up the room and makes everything seem much more prepared for the baby.

Mum is ordering our crib for us! (Yay! And Thank you!) and everything else will be coming from Richard's childhood bedroom after a fresh coat of paint, which has to wait until the spring time.

It feels good to be on track.

It was an exhausting weekend, but truly worth every ache.

Love!