With Timmy ill, our quarantine remains in effect until he is both fully recovered and has a strong immune system. Needless to say, I'm hunkering down for the long term on this one. Despite not leaving the house our weekend was busy, mainly because my being home all the time has caused me to note some neglected projects.
Our downstairs, which I had painstaking cleaned last year, again has become a dumping ground. Timmy no longer played in the space because he was forced to tiptoe around the minefield of junk scattered about the room. Robby refused to enter in the evenings because he was convinced that it was haunted. Essentially, nearly one-half of our house was not being utilized.
Clean up phase one was completed last week when the couches and larger items were removed by the donate/junk man. With the large objects removed, it was obvious that the room had become overrun and needed a lot of work. Saturday morning I turned on my music, grabbed some trash bags, and headed into the cluttered abyss.
I emerged four hours later exhausted, dirty and out of trash bags. The room had been completely purged of junk, decluttered an reorganized with Timmy in mind. He won't be going to his beloved indoor playground for awhile, so my goal was to bring the experience to him.
Shelves were lowered on bookcases so that he could reach more toys. Labeled canvas bags were hung at his eye level for easy retrieval. I attached Lego plates and magnet boards to the walls in different "stations" of the room so that he can build and play. His slide and his trampoline have all been set up and are ready (and safe) for use.
Yesterday Scott and Robby moved my rockers downstairs so that I had a comfy place to sit and work while he played. We may not be visiting any toddler playgrounds for awhile, but I think he will be content with "Timmy's Playground" in the basement. I know that I'm delighted with the result of our efforts!