We have no bananas

But we do have banana boxes. A LOT of them. Over two dozen at last count (that photo up above is just a fraction of them). At this point, the produce guys at my local supermarket cower in fear when they see me approaching.

Are we moving house? No, just the back third of it.



Here's my scheme: swap the functions of the two adjacent rooms pictured above. The tiny (9.5' x 11') office becomes the master bedroom. The slightly less tiny (~10' x 13') master bedroom becomes what I am (a bit preciously, I know) calling the atelier, an office and creative space for all three of us.

We'll paint both rooms in the process and gain THREE WHOLE BOOKCASES worth of storage, which in our tiny house is, well, huge.

We're in the thick of it now; I'm hoping to start painting today. And I'm trying to figure out the best way to organize my thoughts in this (blog) space about why I wanted to do this and what I'm aiming for. Rather than a big monster explanation I'm going to try to write a short post every day or two (knock wood) and hopefully things will become clear.

Is this thing on?

And by "this thing" I mean both this Internet-based mic of sorts that I dropped (albeit not really intentionally) four months ago, and also my latest scheme.

In the case of the former the answer, of course, is yes, because that's what's so awesome about the Internet -- the mic is always on when you want it.

In the case of the latter the answer, I'm astonished to say, is also yes.

My man thinks I am



But hey, what else is new? And he's game to go along for the ride, so that's something.

I'll have updates on this developing situation shortly.