Project of the weekend

Almost every weekend, we seem to have a little home improvement project. A few weeks ago, it was replacing a bedroom window screen. (That actually took two weekends, since after Hubby made the first screen frame, cutting his finger in the process, he accidentally bent it trying to put it in.) A few months ago, it was clearing off a desk. Today, we were a bit more ambitious. We dismantled the crib in the kids' bedroom. It's been sitting there for more than a year now, taking up space in front of the closet.  It was handy, because if Bub's clothes were wet, he'd hang them up on the rail for them to dry. (Of course, he'd never actually remember to put them away, but I digress.) The bottom of the crib had this gigantic pull-out drawer that I kept Princess' future clothes in. All of those clothes that are currently too big, they all went in there. Until today.

There's also a full-sized bed with drawers under it, and a dresser. The dresser has been full of my pre-baby things (computer things, music things, music with computer things, pre-baby clothing) until now, I'm getting rid of it all. More or less. So now, it's all Bub's clothes, Princess' clothes, and the clothes they're going to grow into. Which let us dismantle the crib. Sadly, it is now sitting in the garage and not out of the house, but baby steps. Listing and selling everything on Craigslist will have to be a separate, future endeavor.

But now, in addition to dismantling the crib, we're dismantling the full-sized bed set and taking that down as well (I definitely do NOT need to go to the gym tonight, working at home has been more than sufficient) and then setting up. . . bunk beds! Of course, for some reason we can only find one of the twin-sized beds, but Hubby wants to set up the whole thing and then get a mattress.

Since I was clearing out the dresser and all of the drawers in three different pieces of furniture, I also had the kids try things on and do some culling of their wardrobes, getting rid of things that have become too short or tight.

The only part of this that I've found upsetting has been when Hubby took the drawers out of the full-sized bed. Bub's been complaining for months that he doesn't have enough socks, his socks don't match, etc. Shoved behind that drawer were maybe six pairs of missing socks, as well as pants, shirts, underwear, and other things so dusty that we threw them directly into the washer. I thought he had enough socks!