Ashley had a family of five in a three bedroom house, which meant her oldest daughter was sick of sharing a room with her little sister. I feel her pain! I am the oldest sibling too, and never got to enjoy my own room until I left for college. (Not that sharing a room with you was totally unenjoyable, Tori. It’s just that I was a compulsive neat-freak and you were … not. And you always got bloody noses in the middle of the night without realizing it, which was a terrifying sight to wake up to, like every day. I think I’m still having nightmares).
ANYWAY. Ashley understood the feeling too, so she moved heaven and earth to find a space for her darling daughter to dwell. And by heaven and earth, I mean the piles of stuff in her utility room. That’s right, this really is the SAME ROOM! A little elbow grease, some new flooring, and a fresh coat of paint later, her daughter has a perfectly little cozy place to call her own.