Mister vs his house
Like many other people, I live with my family in a house. And now that the number of people out number the number of bedrooms, we've had to make some changes.
One such change was having disturbed sleep for 14 weeks while Cookie slept in a bassinet at the foot of our bed. Another one is, today, I've had to pack up my drums to make way for Cookies cot. :(
This has resulted in many tears. It feels like the end of an era. Historians will say; "In the 21st year of his drumming.... he had to pack up his drums...." (The crowds will gasp).
Ok, so I'm being melodramatic. And it will be wonderful for Red & I to have a full nights sleep - eventually. But I can't honestly remember the last time I didn't have drums set up where I live*.
Anyway, the deed is done. The drums are down, the cot is up, and Cookie has been introduced to his new bedroom.
... I wonder if the drums will look good in the dining room?
(*My year in Tokyo excluded)



