Filling the Empty Nest

I'm feeling a little guilty.  Darn little, actually.  You see, my oldest is likely moving out around the new year.  He'll be taking the entire contents of his room with him...which leaves an EMPTY ROOM!  I suppose I should be feeling the sadness of a parent whose child is moving out of their home, but being the awful person I am, I can't help but make plans for said empty room.

Our house is small, so space is definitely a premium.  I happen to be an artist (you knew that), and I have a lot of stuff that goes along with that.  So far I've managed to organize messily kept my supplies in a very small section of our living room...and our kitchen table is my workspace.  It's a drag for all concerned.

So, space will soon be available!  I close my eyes and I can see the art space that room will become.


P.S. I will totally miss my kid living here.
P.P.S. I will absolutely totally miss my kid's kitten living here.
P.P.P.S. Please don't tell my kid how utterly and completely excited I am.

Oh, and P.P.P.P.S. Every time I imagine that room I see graffiti on at least one wall.

NFS