My table is back. Oh how I've missed having the table in the kitchen. My living room was always a mess with Cheerios and Legos and Play-Doh shoved in every crevice. I vacuumed and swept twice a day and it was still a mess. But now at least half of that will be back in the kitchen. Which is both better and worse.
I'll also have a space to read or listen to music...alone. I love my tiny house, but when it's 5 o'clock and I need a break and one kid wants to watch "Star Wars:Weturn to da Jet-i" And the other wants to watch Beetlejuice, it's nice to have a place where I can go and not hear "Day-o" or what ever language Jabba the Hut speaks.
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