Nesting…

A little bit of renovation is underway at the ranch…specifically, we are finally getting around to creating a nursery (is it really a nursery if they’re almost two?) for The Bee. This is tricky at the ranch, which is made up of a complex of buildings.

You remember that the ranch used to be the headquarters and retreat site for that eclectic religious organization? So, our master bedroom used to be The Temple (don’t laugh), and it’s disconnected from the main house. We promised our social worker that we would be sleeping in the same building as The Bee, so we can’t just convert the guest room into her room and keep us out in the other building, so some sort of major restructuring needed to occur.

The Bee had been sleeping in her crib in our room, which I wish I had a picture of, but I’ve now scoured my photo archives, and I cannot find a shot of the former master to save my life. It was a big room. The king bed disappeared into it, as you might imagine since it used to contain three altars and a huge floor rug where people prayed.

We’re dividing it into three rooms–what will be our master bedroom now (a sadly diminished affair, I’m afraid); a walk-in closet (which I’ve never had before); and The Bee’s room. Here is the current condition of said room:

This front area is our new bedroom, and the larger “room” behind the center “wall” is The Bee’s new room. Closet on right. Another view:

Today, we have the builder, the electricians, and the plumber here, all crawling around underneath the various parts of our house. It is also going to hit 107 degrees in a few hours, and I don’t want to think what the possibilities of encountering spiders, scorpions, and snakes under the house are today. When I shuddered at the very thought of Mr. Plumber in cool, dark underspace, R. said, “that’s why he’s making more than a lawyer right now.”

I’ll keep you updated as to the progress.