Blue, Green, White and Brown

I have officially gone shopping for bathroom supplies today, as well as other sundries for making said apt. look rather more homey. Spent time doodling about Jordan's Furniture and panting over chaise-lounges that were as expensive as armoirs! Alas, no wardrobes to be found amongst them - although one potential armoir with removable shelves which would still play havoc with the ends of dresses but should do well enough for the rest and, when once we are returned to the happy world of closet-owners, looks to be able to be converted into a TELEVISION armoir, which is always something the media-minded ought to keep...in mind.

Elsewise, the room is still resembles something like the exploded and dusty den of a rather pack-ratty scholastic dragon whose hoard has been confiscated and thrown about by the IRS. We are not amused. Nor are we happy with the loss of such items as our hairbrush. Fortunately, we have a comb.

Went sheet-wild tonight, buying up twin sets like nothing else. If I can somehow achieve to make a place of habitation that makes one desire to see the inside of a female White's, I will be satisfied. (Heck, when once everything is out of the CENTER OF THE ROOM I will be glad!)

And now, adieu. Off to take a shower upstairs then set up the shower downstairs. May practicality and aesthetics never meet. Amen. (Oy! ;)

Mood: Relatively Nuanced
Music: Laughter from upstairs
Quote for the Week: "Savvy?"