Sharing my life with my husband is a beautiful thing, 99.99% of the time. There is that 0.01% I wish I didn’t have to share – one side of our bedroom. There’s an armoire in the center that divides the space, and we each have one side out of fairness. I like my living spaces put together, but J can’t be bothered with any of that.
Here’s my side. Cozy and comfortable with a rocking chair. We know it’s comfortable, because both of us are jockeying for that seat when we’re brushing our teeth. I recently got a fiddle leaf fig tree from Armstrong Nursery, and put it in a woven seagrass basket that I picked up at World Market for $15.
Here’s a close up of that beautiful fiddle leaf fig tree – let’s see how long I can keep this alive.
This is J’s side. That’s his ‘Barbie’, his BJJ grappling dummy. It once scared the unsuspecting appraiser.
You may say that the armoire doesn’t sit quite in the center, and my side is noticeably bigger. Well you are correct, but as long as J doesn’t say anything, the armoire stays.