I've been home about a week, but I think I've been on the road and on the go more than I have been at my house. Which explains the utter chaos that is my room. I figure there's no point in unpacking just to repack a week later, so there are various suitcases and pieces of furniture and piles of new bedding growing from my floor. Have you seen/read the last Harry Potter book where the trio break into the LeStrange Gingotts vault, and everything they touch multiplies? That's kind of what my bedroom has been like. In the time that I HAVE been at home, I normally would have spent a little more effort organizing this clutter; however, last weekend, creativity struck, and pure genius can't be wasted on cleaning.
It started with a bookshelf...
And then a lamp. And I planned to stop there, but...
I eventually covered my old journal from Sophomore year and my planner, too. What can I say? Mod Podge is addictive. And yellowed pages from classic books makes ordinary stuff look AWESOME. The shelf and small lamp are going in my apartment. The big lamp and clipboard went to my BFF Katie for her birthday. Everything else will be sold in my Mom's booth at the local flea market/antique store.
I only have a few days left before I move back to Russ, and they are already booked with various appointments and get-togethers. This being said, I suppose it's time to put the craft box away and continue my quest for what is, if I remember correctly, a hardwood floor.