When we were looking for a house, I knew that I had so much crap that she wouldn't want visible to any visitors, so I aimed to get a house with enough bedrooms that I could convert one into a Man Room. After much negotiation, I convinced her that it would be okay. I'm pretty sure she was primarily worried that I'd spend all of my time in there and not with her. As you can see from this picture, I haven't spent much time in there AT ALL since moving in...
I fully intend to get it into a more organized state. It's just taking longer than I had originally planned due to life being pretty much nonstop since our engagement.
Two of my favorite features of the room are:
1.) My dad's La-Z-Boy recliner that is older than I am
2.) Smiley...
I'm primarily posting this for Andy's enjoyment, but I'm sure any others that view this will either A) Cringe in terror (*ahem* Sally), or B) Be fascinated by the fact that a woman would love me enough to let me do this in our home.
Anyways, I am really hoping for a weekend (or five) someday soon in which I can buckle down and get it presentable.
Have a good one!
