Category Archives: Night Shift

I want to talk about moving, not moving from my apartment, but rather moving my bedroom. I would like to exist in the back room of my apartment. It’s fabulous in every way. First of all, I wouldn’t have to disturb Wil while he is sleeping. Every time I want to get dressed or get something from my own bedroom I see this:

And each time I see him slumbering away, while I am chasing after a toddler, I want to kill him a little more.

But I know he has to sleep, he works the night shift and therefore he must sleep during the daytime hours.

Which leads me to my solution: We should move our bedroom to the back room of the apartment. It’s such a lovely room and it’s removed from the rest of the apartment so Wil could get some undistubed sleep! Our current bedroom could become an office and a dressing room (with dressers and a closet).

But let’s talk about the back room for a moment, shall we? The windows in the back room look out to this:

My parent’s garden, my safe haven.

There are a few problems:

Problem #1
The back room currently looks like this:
That’s a huge problem. I’m still working with Dara, of Spatial Harmony, to de-clutter this room. That woman is a saint, I tell you. My friend Josina (who hired Dara to de-clutter her closet) and I talk about how wonderfully calm Dara is in the face of scary clutter.

Anyway, on to problem #2.

Problem #2
The ceiling may or may not be falling apart. See exhibits A and B below:

Problem #3
In order to fix the ceiling, we need lots of money. We do not have said money.

The solution: I’ve taken matters into my own hands, and started a for profit organization called:
“Fix My Ceiling and Give Me Money.” Abbreviated into FMCAGMM.