She Gets it From Me...

My daughter came home from school today and rearranged her bedroom. Again. For the third time in three days.
Arrrgghhh! I just had it looking nice, I'd cleared out a load of old toys and made space for everything; we'd swapped dressers with Scrag and everything was looking pretty with butterflies on the walls and flowers on the pinboard...

But the creative streak in my girl can't rest. She must change things. And rearrange things. (But not tidy up. Oh no.)

And then there are the mishaps. She took it into her head to swap her lamp and her stereo... CRASH!!!!
Oh-oh. A very meek little madam sidled up to me and said, "Mumma, don't be cross but, when I was tidying my room there was a little accident..."

The lamp base was cracked. Grumble mumble grouch... PVA glue... mutter mutter...

Five minutes later... SMASH!!! This time a glass jar with shards scattered for acres (and a bleeding toe).
"Mumma, I was climbing up the top shelf of the wardrobe to find all my old treasures and there was a little accident..."

I don't know who to blame for the breaking-things-gene, but the furniture-rearranging-gene? She gets that from me.

As a kid I shared a bedroom with my two younger sisters... and got easily bored with the room's configuration. I'd rearrange the beds, stack up the dressers to look like a wall unit, move the posters... and shove all the mess out of sight under the bed skirts.

I never minded shifting house because it gave me a chance to arrange things in a new way (and I shifted house a lot, so that was lucky).

It used to drive Mr G batty to come home from work and find the house turned updside down; everything in a different place. Poor guy. It must have been a shock. He tried to get me to stop rearranging things, but I just can't help myself. If I think of a better place for things, I just have to move them.

This week alone I have...

• swapped around two bookshelves
• changed around a bunch of pictures
• re-arranged my china cabinet and my kitchen shelves
• (oh and re-arranged my daughter's bedroom. Which she re-re-arranged, as I said. Did I mention it was three times???) 

Who knows what next week could bring...

So, as annoying as it is, I really can't complain when my kid keeps on changing around her bedroom. After all I know where she gets it from.

All Interior Styling in these photographs has been done By Miss Fab  (A.K.A. Princess)

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