So, the bedroom idea met with much more enthusiasm than I ever dreamed. Another big change happened first, though: Peter had a haircut. A major haircut. It was his idea, of course, and I think he enjoyed thoroughly shocking everyone who had become used to seeing his mop-head.

He was the one who suggested doing the big move the very next day. Pete and I gave up the huge basement bedroom in order to get back into the master bedroom (Peter’s room — located in the relationship gua of our house). Peter went into Moon’s former bedroom, and Moon snagged the basement bedroom. Because all teenagers long to live in the basement, right?

We didn’t actually get started until after lunch, but we worked quickly. I kind of wish it had been possible to do the whole thing gradually, because a few hours later Peter had a fit. Everything was in disarray – stuff piled up all over the house – and he sat in the corner of his room, telling us he had lived there for as long as he could remember. His mood was catching, because Moon became very quiet and sat in her old room, too. Sad music played in the background.

But the adults had to carry on, even when it meant hundreds of trips up and down the stairs and encounters with scary mold in hidden places. We all felt better when the living room was livable again. Eventually, the bedrooms were, too. Pete spackled and touched up our bedroom walls where Peter had gouged them during various hijinks, and we even hung pictures. Did I mention we did this in less than a day?

At bedtime, Peter became angry because too much light was coming into his room. He took his blanket, went to the basement and curled up in our papasan chair directly below the master bedroom. (In other words, still in the same gua.)

I didn’t sleep well. When I got up at 5:45 to get ready for step aerobics, I went downstairs to check on Peter. But he wasn’t there – during the night he had come up and crawled into his own bed. After my class, he met me at the door and said, “I think I’m getting used to my new room now.”

It’s been a week, and I daresay we’ve adjusted. Last Monday, we shopped for new beds for the kids. Peter has a full sized bed, and Moon has a queen. Pete and I bought a bedframe – a sleigh bed, and I love it. In the 20 years we’ve been together, we’ve never had a headboard. It’s a grown-up bed.

Over the weekend, we worked on the details. Hanging up window shades and artwork, taking discards to Goodwill, throwing out old papers, and more cleaning.

Needless to say, every bit of this was done with feng shui principles in mind. I’ll refrain from going into much detail about that, since I could go on and on all day about that stuff.