Sleep Tight

This is the first night we'll all be tucked into our own beds in our own rooms.  And to think, it only took three weeks.  (Yes, you can insert the sarcasm all on your own.)  Unfortunately for Bryn, the box spring wouldn't make the turn at the bottom of the stairs, so she's still a mattress on the floor, but at least it's her mattress.  She does have the advantage of having her room painted and all the proper furniture in there.  Of course, she has no blinds and no doors, but I'm calling this progress. I keep trying to remember it's a process, and that it's one we chose for our greater good rather than just randomly inflicted torture!