Okay fine, it's not totally done. I still have some organizing and decorating to do, but seeing as we have almost a month before we officially start school, I'm definitely doing an unhealthy amount of self back-patting over here. This is what we have so far...
After we painted the playroom/den, it looked like this:
But I knew we NEEDED a work surface for the center of the room. And I actually prayed about it because I didn't know how we were going to make it happen.
Enter ye olde deal of the century, the cheapest gigantic table known to man, in all it's $15.99 glory (praise Jesus for Goodwill, fer realz!):
Since this post is all about schoolin' in our new room, let's take a little tour, shall we?
Starting in the southwest corner, we discover the red-bust of apron fame, clad in her immodest t-shirt of modesty :
Now let's take a few steps back and to the right to observe tall bookcase #1, which holds such classic titles as "The Complete Works of Plato" and "Dave Barry is not Making this up". Both integral to a child's education, don't you think?
On top of bookcase A, one will discover the contraband art supplies that shall not be accessed by the unsupervised hands of children under the age of 7. This collection currently includes (but is not limited to) clay, chalk, play-doh and paint:
Now let's hop over to the other side of the room and take a gander at bookcase #2 (or B. Whichever). It's obvious that we support the study of small, soft animals. My kids are going to know about cartoon rabbits and young Labrador retrievers, so help me!
Oh, and dragons. Small, purple, clay dragons named Cheese who live on bookshelves out of the way of sticky toddler fingers.
Alongside the bookshelf, the observant reader will come upon the stack of containers holding folders filled with papers that I never look at. I am not at all joking when I say my original SAT scores are in that bottom drawer. They have moved with me 10 times. Literally.this great post from a veteran homeschooling mom.
Before we stop talking about the crate (you've been waiting all day to hear those words, haven't you?), allow me to direct your attention to 10 brand-new, single subject notebooks, leisurely reclining in said vessel, patiently awaiting their first task:
Twenty nine cents!
Go to Goodwill, my friends. You will not be sorry.
Alright, I do believe we are ready to mosey to the right once again and peruse our music/geography corner. What? Those are pretty much the same thing, right? Practicing Tchaikovsky while finding Djibouti on the map is....useful, isn't it?
And finally, for the most anti-climactic ending to a tour you ever did see:
We are definitely getting ready and getting excited. With new supplies and a practically-new room calling our names, it's sometimes hard not to just start early. But then I remember that I have zero lesson plans completed and no schedule mapped out whatsoever and then I'm all "Hey, who wants a popsicle?!?!?".