I'm rearranging my apartment. I'm going through closest and rehauling my organizational system. I'm giving clothes that don't fit to the salvation army, boots since I was six and nappies from my days as a premie. I'm shifting through books, and books, and more books. I have a freak ton of books. And one kickass apartment to clean.
My office space has to be the worst though. It's carpet, and every wall has a book shelf on it. Why? Because I have a freak ton of books. I don't even know or remeber getting half of them. It's insane. Like Christmas... but tons better because I don't have to get anyone anything. *manic grin* And because my apratment has been formed due to the excess shit from 5+ families, either an individual dies or gets new shit, and they give me the old stuff. I have get this....ready? I have THREE COUCHES. I'm only using one. How many bed set do I have? Two. What do smart people do, take one bed room set and use it for their living room set. I have more chairs than friends.
Isn't that sad? I have more chairs than friends? I know its because I've moved recently, but still. That kind of sucks.
So I'm well furnished for just getting out of college. The sad thing? I bought nothing. Yay for people who give me things. Oh wit, no. I bought two lamps from the dollar store. I have a love affair with dollar stores.
I have a poledancing kit to set up..... I'm going to have kickass abs. Or thats my dream at least.
Why did I start this insane project, you asky? Why... well, I'll tell you why.
I found the most amazing cangle holder EVER! It's ceramic from the sixities or something, green and brown glaze with these awesome speckles. Which looked better on my brown coffee table than my blonde one, and I decided to go from there.
Xmas Wish list:
An extra room for art projects.
An old chest. (dimensions: 1' high, 2' long, 1' wide or bigger)