Playroom - Play = Room

Looks like my waking up at 11:30 in the morning is becoming a natural routine since the start of this week.

Anyway, today I woke up to not such a good news. As the elections are coming this Monday, my relatives from Manila are coming over here in the province to support and vote for my uncle and his party.
Of course the main problem that we would be facing is the availability of the house's rooms.
Our house has four rooms which can be occupied, before. But now, since my sister had her first child, one of these 4 rooms was turned into his 'Playroom' a room where all his toys, stuffed toys etc. are kept and will be kept.
The people who thought of the playroom were me and my mom, the people who decorated it were my sister and aunt and the person who re-installed an AC unit was my grandmother. We had fun by simply being there and watching the youngest member of the house, L as we call him, play with his stuffed toys. But unfortunately all these fun and games in that room were cut short because of a simple mistake.
That room was to be turned into a playroom under one condition, that it will never be used as a room to occupy guests. And that's what happened.
My relatives are coming over and my grandmother said (non-verbatim) "The two of you now have a room for yourselves EVERY time you come to visit."
It was no problem if it was only for this coming election but no, my grandma clearly stated that the playroom will be there to occupy them EVERY time they come over to visit.
And because we didn't want to be inhospitable relatives, the 'dismantling' of the playroom is the authorities of the house' immediate decision.

Now my mother, sister and friend are now 'dismantling' the playroom, taking all the toys, puzzle mat and other wall deco out and using my room as a temporary container for these things.
I haven't even left my bed yet and this was the news I got...awful...just awful.

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