Surprise!

So, what do you think of the new look?
As a kid, I would change bedrooms with one of my brothers. He would grow bored of his and would ask me if we could switch. One bedroom was large, with vast windows overlooking the street and a door to a balcony. It had a large closet. The other was cosier, smaller, with one good-sized window onto the backyard and a small closet. Both were fine and we did not really mind switching. Just having a new room to decorate made it fun.
We would spend a good part of a (summer) day cleaning and moving furniture. My parents would come home from work and we would casually have them check out something in one of the bedrooms then watch the expression on their faces. I think my mom was usually pleased because that meant my brother had (finally) cleaned his room.
There came a time when the switch did not work anymore because the furniture was too customized and our tastes differed too widely. Well, it was fun while it lasted...