Wednesday, March 28, 2012

My Childhood Room

Lezbehonest with each other. I suck at planned posting. Posting daily or keeping up with any sort of schedule outside of my three regular posting days is just not my thing. Case in point? It's Day 10 of Scintilla and I think I've posted once. Yea... not my finer blogging challenge. It's days late but you know what? I don't care. 

The thing is a lot of the topics don't strike a chord with me. If I were responding to them I'm just by lying my bloggy face off. Not that you'd know. But seriously? I'm not about to post some meaningful think piece knowing full well it's made up. So forgive my lack of participation if you will. On that note, there are two posts that I have interest in and they'll be coming to you within the next few days. And here's one from... day 4. 

Talk about your childhood bedroom. Did you share? Slam the door? Let someone in you shouldn't have? Where did you hide things?

I’ve always had my own room so I honestly don’t know what it’s like to have to share with someone. I’ve had several rooms as a kid and remember only snippets of my “younger rooms”. When I was 4ish and we lived at the “Hill Ave house” I remember having a giant wrist watch on my wall. It was the coolest thing I had ever seen. My brother had one too. This was also the room I remember lying in bed and rolling a penny around in my mouth. I accidentally swallowed it and I remember it feeling cool as it travelled down my esophagus. A few hours later I threw up. All over my favorite bear.

I remember my room when we lived on Main Street in Endicott. It was Christmas Eve and since my room was at the very front of the house and I couldn’t sleep with all the passing traffic. I remember getting up and going to sleep in the window seat off the dining room. As I laid there staring out the window I would swear on my life that I heard sleigh bells. Seeing as how I’ve grown up (for the most part) I’m sure it was bells on a car or my active imagination. Nonetheless, my 5ish year old self heard them and it’s something I’ve never forgotten.

But my favorite room of all was from the time I was 6 to 12. I lived with my grandparents and my room was amazing! It was big. I had a closet and my own TV. There were 2 windows and it was decorated specifically for me. Dalmatian themed. I was obsessed with 101 Dalmatians at the time and my mom and grandmother decorated it for me as a surprise one day. I was ecstatic.

My room didn’t really have a door so we put up one of those folding doors. It was enough. I was able to close it but still hear when I was being called. Although slamming the door was virtually impossible, it didn’t matter. I never had a reason to slam my door.

I had a futon bunk bed. The bottom was a full sized futon, the top a twin bed. It was great. I had a couch to watch TV and a bed, with an extra if I had a friend over. The top bunk was where my stuffed animals lived. Or where I sat to be above my room and watch TV. If I needed to hide things they went up there under my animals. I’d also hide things in the elastic of the sheet on the twin bed, since it was easily accessible to me on the bottom bed.

My room was a place I was more than content to be. When I lived with my grandparents I don’t recall ever being in trouble. I wasn’t afraid. But I had no reason to do anything that would warrant a punishment. If my grandmother needed help with dinner or the dishes I willingly volunteered. It was probably the happiest time in my life.


Feel free to bask in my awesome. 

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What was your favorite part about your childhood room?

9 comments :

  1. WOW my sister had those exact same sheets! Your room at grandma's sounds awesome. I shared with my older sister until I said I finally had enough and moved out. THAT was my favorite part of my room. That it was only mine.

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  2. Well I've had some rooms, some good, some not so good. For the most part I shared with my brother and step brother. I did like that room though, it was small but I liked it. For some time I was sleeping on a sofa too because my sister moved in and when she left the rooms weren't habitable (mess). After that I moved into my brothers floor.  I slept on a mattress in his room. Eventually me and Jessie teamed up and cleaned up the messy room and that's where I live now. It's nice, but it needs a lot of work. I have neither a bedroom door or curtains and I've only recently gotten a window. 

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  3. It sounds like you had a very lovely space at your grandparents. I never had to share a room either. My sister and I would have physically injured each other if we had to be in that close of a space together. I loved my childhood rooms too... although I was quite the pro of door slamming! 

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  4. Loved this post and the feel of your childhood.  I had my own room when I was five - but it was just namesake.  I never slept in it lol... I always slept in my parents' bed which was so much more comfy!  

    Now I have a three bedroom house all to myself and it's just too big.  Definitely not fun to maintain... right now I would give anything for a one room studio apartment!

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  5. That is truly an awesome room. 

    My childhood room was in a cramped apartment, was full of dorky posters I'd never mention to anyone, and had more stuffed animals than was probably appropriate for a boy. But it made me happy, so that's all that matters.

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  6. I can't ever keep up with a writing schedule either--even the ones without prompts that I set for myself.  That aside, look how adorable wee Mikey is!!!

    The best room I had when I was a kid was before my mother remarried and she and I and my aunt had the second floor (basically a finished attic) to ourselves.

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  7. That picture is absolutely ADORABLE. ADORABLEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

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  8. I had a folding door too haha! And I would've KILLED to be able to slam it!

    And that pic is too cute!

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  9. Do they still make those giant wristwatches?!!? 

    So jealous of the futon twin bed.  I love those.

    Also, your blog name is AWESOME!!!

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