I had this wardrobe in my room. It's following me from my first home. Every time i've changed home I disassembled it and assembled it again.
The furnitures of my room are so different that sometimes I felt like living in a storeroom. So I decided: I have to tidy it. Right Now!
So I throw away lot of stuff I amassed during the years. And than...I disassembled the wardrobe and I move it to my father basement.
So...I live on the third floor. No elevator. I had to bring one piece at time as they are quite big.
And than I put everything into my small car and reach my parents home (very close to my home). There I help my father...and I came back to clean and move the drawer, the lamps, almost everything in the room.
So now my bedroom is for sure better...i'm finished but i'm happy.
Have a good monday!