One of the biggest selling points of our current house was that there are enough rooms that both Jay and I can have our own, separate offices, and we can also have a guest room. Jay and I are both the type of people who need space of our own, to do our own crap in, etc. and so on.
Better yet, my office is up on the third floor, which means there's a whole floor between it and the downstairs neighbors. Meaning I can be up there with the stereo blasting, working on whatever I like, and they don't hear me.
And perhaps best of all, I can paint my office.
The office is currently getting painted a lovely deep dark blue called "Nocturnal Sea". Eventually a painted, glow-in-the-dark moon and stars will go up there as well, and I've already bought a room-sized rug for it.
Once it's done, I will have a nice little office. And Jay and I will have a nice little playroom, with a conveniently-located attic in which to store some of the larger pieces we're thinking about building, such as a wooden pony, and a spanking bench, and a bondage frame.
Sure, we could buy them, but where's the fun in that? I <3 power tools.
We'll also have a nice bureau in which to store some of our toys, like the honkin' huge (seriously, it is titanically huge) dildo I just bought! Apparently right now I am very interested in insertions, specifically, large ones. Good times!
There will also be hooks for canes and crops and paddles and such, and nice thick curtains so no one can see in. And air-conditioning, because fuck this summer heat and humidity, seriously.
The second coat of paint goes on this weekend, and then the stars, and then the rug and OH BOY OH BOY OH BOY.