I hate admitting I'm wrong. Or rather, I hate admitting someone else was right. Lying in bed last night though, I had to admit to myself that my dad was right. We should add on to our house. Now, let me back up just a little. I don't sleep, at least not well. It takes me no less than a half hour to fall asleep every night, and that's a good night. I lie awake thinking. That's just bad. One thought leads to another, to another, to another, until I'm clenching my jaw and giving myself a headache. It's a fun ritual.
Back to my dad being right. Lying there, I hear Monster hit is wall in his sleep. One thought then leads to another. If he hits he rolls into his wall in his sleep, how I can we put him in a loft? He'll fall out. If we can't put him in a loft, what are we going to do about Sunshine? The plan was to move Monster back into Sunshine's room with a loft bed and let Sunshine have the bigger room. But now what? Where are we going to put a regular bed? The room is only 8x8. With the way the window, vent, closet and door are placed, a twin bed can't even fit. If we just add on 5 feet....that's just the size of me, but boy would that make a difference in both kids' rooms. If we add on, we wouldn't even need a loft. And since it's only the size of me, it won't make that big of a difference in our driveway space that we'd be losing by adding on. How would that work? How would the roof lines match up? Could we still fit the work truck and car in the drive? That bush would have to go....Yay! So if we add 5 feet, maybe we could make an enclosed walk way to the basement, too...
Forty-five minutes have now slipped by. I'm lying awake stressing and planning that 5 feet. FIVE FEET! I'm stressing about imaginary space the size of me. Not to mention my kids are only 2 and 5. Sunshine is still in her crib, for goodness sake! It's not like we can even afford to add on either, so why even think about it? Yet, my father put this all in my head. When we bought the house 8 years ago, he said, "If you just bring this out even 5 feet you'd have so much more room"
So, thanks Dad for sticking that idea in my head 8 years ago so I could lie awake and fret over it. You were right. Five feet would make a big difference.