Decorating the Girls Room

We suspected that the initial arrangement of bedding wasn't going to work, not with the need to slide Deb's mattress underneath Mary's bed every morning. That kind of regular maintenance chore is a bit high on the Hobarth Scale of Responsibility for a couple of youngsters like them, so we figured sooner or later we'd be needing to come up with some other idea.

And it was, indeed, sooner rather than later.

Cheryl had the bright idea of just taking off the front bottom rail (and, of course, the supporting slats) for the bottom bed so Deb could sleep on the floor as she seems to prefer; all we had to do was put the now-extra rail on the backside as an extra support to help sturdy the structure, and Mary was ready to head topside to enjoy her eye-in-the-sky pile o' pillows (which she terms a "bed" and the rest of us deem "a pile of multi-colored fabrics like you'd see in that book, 1001 Arabian Nights"). As you can see from the picture, Deb took right off to the situation, taking no time at all to catch herself a nap after working so hard to prep the room.

Cheryl got it into her head to get this here multi-colored lamp which appears to match the general look of the room now. To me, it looks like some refugee from the Beat era (late 50s, early 60s), but that don't bother me none because I'm a big fan of that particular style ever since I saw it in a picture of Charles Schulz's studio back when I first got addicted to Peanuts. So she went down to the store and bought it, and then put it together; and don't it look grand? It's got one of those 4-way switches, which means it'll turn on two, three, or all five lamps, depending on how much light you're wanting. Pretty snazzy.

Cheryl and Deb also worked up this little work table arrangement so the girls would have someplace to do their studying and homework and such. I'm thinking there's a bit too much fabric on the top to be doing any serious drafting work, but it should be sufficient for sketching diagrams for Science class, or writing essays in a notebook, or doing a math problem or two. The most important thing, apparently, is that the colors match the room, and it all "goes" together. Whatever that means. Some of those fancy concepts just leap right over my head, and I have to go outside to clear my head a spell.