Sometimes things move just a bit too fast for me these days. So many changes in what seems like such a short time. This empty nest thing isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I have a love/hate relationship going with it most of the time.
We decided it was time to get rid of the boys’ bunkbed. Yes, I know. They’ve been way too big for it for years.
It’s one of those metal bunkbeds with a twin on top, and a full size mattress on the bottom. Of course, now that the boys are over six feet tall…when they sit up on the bottom bed they bang their heads. Oops! So, it really was time to get rid of it.
SuperGuy has a young mom who works for him who has a passel of little boys. It would be perfect for her, of course. So we’re giving it to her. So we finally broke the bed apart.
The parts and pieces are scattered around my family room and hallway, soon to be taken away and used by another rowdy group of boys. Fighting over who gets the top bunk. Making forts out of it. Whispering to each other after the lights are out and they’re supposed to be going to sleep. Yes, I’m having a bit of a hard time with it, why do you ask??
Well, I guess it’s time to make the bedroom into a pretty guest room. . . Sigh.