A Labour of Love...

Four bags of garbage, a full recycle box, eight boxes of stuff to donate, a bed, desk and mattress purged and a whole weekend = Daughter's new room! I missed Fan Expo and a cornucopia of outdoor pursuits but alas it was worth it. She loved it! She ran and jumped into my arms and talked about it until she sent to sleep and some more once she woke up.

Oh the things I found; anything ranging from the typical (mouldy food) to the weird (my best bra/panty set). I think the best things were the prostitute cards I collect from Vegas. My daughter is officially a pervert like me..Yay. I don't know whether to be proud, horrified or upset. I think I am just going to stop at "mind my own business" and "this is typical behaviour". I also found a few diaries and am rather proud to say I did not read any of them. Seriously.

Of course none of this could have been possible without the help of Mr. Tibbs, Sophie and of course my James. I worked from 4:00pm Friday until 7:30pm Sunday with a break for work on Saturday and a dinner date on Saturday night. 

So I present to you, the fruits of our labour:

One of many themed shelves 

New Bed/Desk

Sorting Hat and Quidditch Broom

Tae Kwon Do Belts

Toy Shelf

Window Seat