Sad... very, very SAD!

Today is a sad day in America!
A day no woman should ever have to confront.
A terrible enough day to destroy many lives and spring on immediate depression.
Today....I'm having to convert my Shoe Room into a nursery.

MY SHOE ROOM!!!!

I spent many a days designing, constructing and decorating this room to display the most amazing, eclectic collection of stilettos, thigh high, knee high and calf high boots, booties, sandals, even hush puppies.  It had freshly painted lavender walls, a newly designed, compartmentalized closet with lots of different-sized shelving, a fancy decorative futon with purple, green and gold throw pillows to bring out my shoe collection, a wall-mirror to rival all wall-mirrors, pink frilly curtains, and a light violet carpet.  The most colorful, coveted, in-season heels were cleverly laid on rows of horizontal wall shelves lining an entire wall, perfectly positioned as one's first sight upon entry into this shoe haven...it begot instant 'oooohs' and 'aahhhs'.  #egoboost.  It was MINE!  ALL MINE!

"Honey, against which wall?"  bellowed my husband, almost spitefully and mischievously, as he positioned one of the newly-constructed department store DIY bookshelves in the basement.  They were to be the new home for my shoes.
(He was never a fan of that room.  He thought it rather braggadocious and a waste of space.  He, is what we refer to as A HATER!)

Ughh!  The Basement!  Three whole floors down.  Below ground-level.  Sharing a space with non-fashion-friendly items...such as laundry and old books and suitcases and blue carpets.....UGGGHHH!

So............. we're having a baby, huh?  This is really happening?