I’ve started to think about how I might actually fill this house. That’s with furniture by the way, I’m not looking for stowaways, yet.
Where better to start than with the Three-Foot-Foreman’s room. Got to be the easiest to do, he’s smaller than me.
But it is proving more difficult than I imagined.
I’ve created a decent sized scaled drawing of the overall room layout. Then I’ve cut out, to the same scale, my child’s existing furniture, and some ideas for what else he needs.
Then there is the eye on the future, where possible I don’t want to be buying stuff that is only going to last in the short-medium term.
Granted, I don’t think his train table will last forever, it may be converted for use as something else. But things like the wardrobes need to grow with him, and any other furniture needs to be adaptable for a growing man.
This is the first time that Max will really have a his own room, since we lived in our marital home. And what I mean by that, is a room totally given over to him, or designed and decorated for his sole purpose. His room.
Over the past, nearly, three years, while I’ve put pictures on his walls and bought rugs that are fitting with a child’s run, I’ve really been fudging it.
I want to get it just right for him.
He’s insisting on it being red and white, but other than that I’ve very little to work with.
I’ve seen a nice lampshade, it’s a planet with rockets attached to it. I thought I could then put up some glow-in-the-dark stars and things. His Mom has a star named after her, so I think that will be a great touch.
This should also tidy things up a little, and make bed time reading choice quicker.
I’m sure he’ll love it, after all it’s about three times the size of his current abode, and it has a karsey.
