When the Hubster and I were house hunting over a year ago now, we were looking for something that would last for a long time–a house we wouldn’t want to leave. A house that fit our needs as well as our wants… Something that could, feasibly, be the final home we ever purchased.
Will it be? God knows, but we don’t. For the foreseeable suture, this is our home, and we love it a lot.
Whether this is our final home or not, nothing within it is final. Just this week, I finished a fairly major overhaul of the furniture and layout in the office. We’d moved around things once before, but not this drastically.
This involved moving a very large bookcase upstairs into the library, and bringing a tall-but-smaller one downstairs and into a different part of the office, freeing the longest wall for a twin bed that doubles as a couch. I moved pictures, the white board, the file cabinet, and rearranged the closet to make everything work.
Thankfully, all my plans paid off.
One of things you learn about being married to someone with a chronic condition is that a family’s home should meet that family’s needs. Is it strange to have a twin bed in the office? Yeah, it is a bit. Would some people assume that the Hubster and I don’t share a room? Sure–someone might.
What other people think doesn’t matter–you need to have the home that works for you, not against you. If your spouse suffers from insomnia, having a separate place for that person to sleep some nights might make sense!
When you have large rooms and want your children to share, you should feel free to make all of your children share a single bedroom, leaving the other open for homework and play–that’s your call, and you shouldn’t feel bound by what’s normal for other people.
Similarly, no one should feel bound by the arrangement of their home. What works when your children are 5, 3, and 1 will likely not work as well when they’re 10, 8, and 6. This is the reason why I like flexible storage options and relish the fact that we have a playroom, which can be easily shifted to other purposes as the children grow up.
We can’t be afraid of finality–we’ve embraced this home as the place we’re going to live forever. Whether that will happen remains to be seen, but embracing the finality of it means that I’ve planted trees in the hopes I will see them grow into a nice privacy line.
At the same time, we shouldn’t be afraid to change things, either, especially in our own homes. It’s your house, make it work for you!