I’m starting out late tonight. I have never liked my house since the day we first saw it. But it was in a good location and was a good price and got us out of my in-laws house so we settled for it. I considered moving a couple months ago but decided I should give it a chance and try to make it feel like home before just giving up on it. When you walk in the front door you are in the dining room, which I find strange. We had a large table that we bought unfinished and I stained myself. It was cheap because we knew having kids would probably destroy it. It took up the whole room and the perimeter held a shoe rack, coat hooks and a bench with storage for hats and mittens. Basically the whole room was filled but we hardly spent any time in there other than to eat and to get ready to leave. We love to play games. And have a lot of them. And my kids, Phoebe especially, could be happy doing art work all day. So I decided to make the room more lived-in by putting a game cabinet and art shelf in it and getting a smaller, round table that can go in one corner to create more space and flow between the front door and the rest of the house. I purchased a new cabinet to put the games in because the shelf we currently have is open and I wanted to be able to close the doors on the cabinet so it looks neat when not in use. I began assembling the cabinet last Friday and then had my meltdown. It sat on the floor for a week and I didn’t even want to look at it. I finally finished putting it together this evening and thought maybe it was ok after all. Once the kids were in bed I started putting games in it but they don’t fit correctly. Plus the doors don’t line up and it’s too short and I don’t like it at all. Now I have to figure out what to do with it and figure out where to put my games. Sigh. I’m not settling for it though. I will get this room right.