I have a guestroom now...I promise.

I really do.

We got a two bedroom apartment now so that people can come stay with us! I was so excited that I even convinced my husband to get us a King sized bed so that our Queen could go into the new guest room!

Little did I know...that when I told Wes that he could keep his Police things in the "GUEST" room that this would somehow translate to "POLICE" room when it came from my mouth to his ears.

Oh, yes...we have had people stay here. Yes...we have had people over for dinner. Alas, it is still apparent that this is no guest room - but a place that has holders for all of my husbands things.

The end of the bed/entrance to the closet. Someone thinks that putting my woobies ontop of his things will hide it...

Ahh yes..that is the BED. AKA, shelf.

Somewhere amidst these things is a wonderful display of Wes' treasures...somewhere...
Needless to say, I'd like to have a garage...office...something. Where I never have to enter. Ever.

P.S. Dayshift rocks.

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