This weekend I finally got to finish moving back in. If you read this post you will remember that we basically gave Huck our closet, which we were able to do because I was keeping a room at Buphalo’s and all my stuff was there. We were making lemonade out of an otherwise tough situation.

When I came home with all my stuff in March, I had to pack the non-essentials into bins in our loose insulation-filled attic because I no longer had a closet. The house was built in 1924, when people were less clothing-endowed and the closet in our room fits only Morgan’s things.

The plan is that once our living room moves down into the new space, the current living room becomes a bedroom. We made what was once our entry porch into a closet. (It often confuses people who try to leave through what was once our front door.) That closet had been unfinished and holding all kinds of things we didn’t want in our living space. Now it has been insulated, drywalled, painted, and filled with clothes. Nice to be able to access all my fun clothing again, just in time for summer!

Clothes closet!

See the original siding still there? That was the outside of the house but had been enclosed by an entry porch before Morgan moved in.