One of the interesting things about living with two roommates is finding your own space. With your family you can just say, “Go away, I was here first.” It doesn’t work that way with roommates. When we moved into our “new” (built in 1948) house, I downgraded to a much smaller bedroom and for the first time since I can’t even remember, I decided not to have a desk in my room. So for the last two months I’ve been reading, writing, and working on my bed or in our living room. It just wasn’t working! I need a place to be alone so I can work. My solution? Yesterday my roommate and I worked on rearranging things. Here is the before:
And the After:
Not bad, huh? It’s not very big, but I like it. I know this doesn’t seem to have a lot to do with teaching, but I’m really trying to be an example to myself and for my kids as we embark on our writing journey this year. I have learned I need a space to sit and write and work. Some people can sprawl on the floor or bed and read and write…I cannot.