Well, not really. I've moved my office (which used to be in a spare bedroom) and sewing stuff (which used to be in my bedroom) and shipping area (which used to be my kitchen table) into our upstairs bonus room. This used to be my daughter's hang-out space, but she rarely used it, so I kicked her out. Don't feel too sorry for her, she got a kitten out of the deal.
Basically, this was my husband's idea. Although I'm quite certain that he only had my best interests at heart, he was really getting tired of all of my stuff. I laid down my terms. I needed my computer upstairs. I needed a TV. I needed assorted tables and such moved. He agreed. Happily. (I should have asked for a new laptop, too.)
Check it out!
This was over three days worth of work. First, we had to get all of my daughter's stuff out. Then to get all of my stuff up here, and organized. Computer cables to hook up, shelves to move, fabric to sort, and fold, and fold, and fold.
And now for some gratuitous kitten pictures!
No completely adorable kittens were harmed in the making of this blog post.