switcharoo

Due to the sounds of traffic outside being slightly overwhelming to Young Indiana, we spent Saturday switching all the rooms around. Or their contents, anyway (pedants). Young Indiana’s room moved into what had been our bedroom, our bedroom moved into what had been the office/guest room, and the office moved into what had been Indy’s room. He’s happy because he can’t hear the cars now. I’m happy because I have a dedicated office.

I had, of course, just finished tidying the *old* office, and n...