Moving the Cedar Chest

We've been cleaning out our guest room which meant finding a new home for our cedar chest. This particular chest was given to my dad by Uncle J (I need to find out my Uncle's middle name, I have two Uncle J's and that can be confusing when using only initials) and sat in dad's garage for several years before I claimed it (which means I took it to Auburn and declared that it was mine). When R and I married and moved to sunny central Florida (currently home to daily thunderstorms and beautiful sunsets), R refinished it and we used it as a coffee table. Six happy years later, the Squirms appeared and the coffee table became a chest in the guest room. Now, in preparing for Squirms II, it has become an "entry-way" bench. I've written all of this mainly because I have time on Saturday night to do so and because I wanted to explain why we are rearranging instead of just giving something away - all of our furniture is currently useful (with the one exception of the humidor, but it's such a small, cool piece of furniture and belonged to R's grandfather that it's just too awesome and must stay in our house for the one day that R allows me to store cigars) and most pieces we just also really love, like this cedar chest.

"Entry Way" and "Office" - bench with storage for daily used bags, and my secretary which serves as our home office.

R put these up today (Trust me, they're actually very straight and aligned). Each photo is a place that we've traveled - England, Nicaragua, Map of Pensacola from St. Augustine, Wales, Bahamas, the Grand Canyon, Banff (Canada), and Ireland. A reminder of the fun we've had together.