Making House. Edition 1

I've been having a so-so week. Two weeks.
Okay, month.

I've been working full time (almost)-- but haven't seen the money from it yet-- I've been sick three-- no, four!-- times, and I'm more broke than I have been in years, really. Even my credit cards are maxed right now, and I promised myself that would never happen.
But it's been my fault.

The money part anyway. When I'm stressed I don't want to cook so I buy food, when I'm depressed I don't want to mope so I shop. Not a good mixture this month.

Anyway.

I live in a nice apartment. In a nice complex. That should be nice.
But, of course, it's not. I'm too busy, stressed, or depressed to keep it clean, decorate it, out just generally make it nice.
I come home, I plop down on the couch or bed, I eat, and I leave my messes everywhere.

 Recently I've been shaking off the excess stress and melancholy that came along with working a job I didn't like for not nearly enough money or sleep, and wanted to fix this problem. Knowing the term is almost over gives me just enough of a boost to get one or two productive things done per day.

 

Recently, in a spurt of desperation I went to the store and maxed out my credit card (i know, bad idea) on affordable carpets, bed risers, under bed bins, new sheets, and some decor.   ((to be fair, I only spent about $50 and i got all that stuff!))

I got to work making my bed taller, storing unneeded items underneath (and clothes, actually), and pretty-ing up my bedroom.

Oddly enough, the finale didn't come until I used things I already had.
I tacked up some muslin for a makeshift headboard, then dug through my holiday boxes for some makeshift fairy lights. Add in a few old candles I don't use enough, and voila.

The result?
A bedroom I actually am proud to be in, and happy to sleep in.

Paper Cranes & Butterflies

Current Mood: Pensive

Current Weetzie Read(s): Stargirl & Prozac Nation

Have become obsessed with origami.

Pink & white lotus blossoms on every table.

Multi-colored cranes hanging from the ceiling.

Patterned butterflies arching through hallway, tacked like beautiful experiments of spring .

The two books I'm currently reading reflect my two different (consistent) moods.

Prozac Nation. Wild. Uncontrollable. Desperate. Insatiably chaotic.

Stargirl. Light. Airy. Bizarre. Ethereal. 

The two switch, endlessly, battling for the chance to win over my quiet, empty life.

"She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her.

In our minds we tried to pin her to a corkboard like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew." Stargirl

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DIY Xmas

((I got tired of the ads that would automatically start with this vid, so here's the link to it: http://www.threadbanger.com/decorityourself/episode/DEC_20091209/silver-retro-christmas-tree-decor-it-yourself ))
<3

I know I've been posting a lot of videos and not a lot of content, but it's that time of year.

ps. I totally want to do this next year.