dance hall, dance hall, everyday

One day in December we had moved all of our bedroom furniture out of the way to do some brick work, then quit and went to a Christmas party, and then at midnight came home to a huge mess and contemplated getting a hotel room (or an apartment). Instead we hauled our mattress upstairs. Although a bit cold, it's actually kind of nice to be up and out of the way of the main work going on downstairs. So we decided to move the whole bedroom.
The added benefit is the extra space in the living area means its easier to shove the couch and coffee table out of our way when we get to work. In the meantime, we have a lovely dance hall. Libby loves to square dance, although I'm partial to the running man.