One of my little nuances with the change of seasons is to tidy. When the leaves change color and lazily drift to the fading green grass and the days get shorter, the urge comes to fix up my nest for the inevitable winter.
So this prompt could not have come at a better time. Nearly everything in my condo is in its place, the dust banished, bedding and laundry washed and sunshine-scent fresh. My bedroom is–to me–the perfect place to curl up and read a book, watch a movie, or just hibernate for the long, cold winter nights.
When I first moved into my condo five years ago, and I chose the rich green color, my friend Rob looked at me and said, “Why on earth are you painting your bedroom school bus green?” But, once I filled it up and had it decorated, no one has commented on the dark color.
Also–it helps that I have been sick of late and unable to mess things up!
Yes–those are Yoshi slippers in my little bin!
I love pandas, if you can’t tell. And Loki. Tom Hiddleston.
Any time I head to the bedroom, Echo thinks it is cuddle time (you can read his story here).
My desktop is probably not as organized as it could be. It’s better than it was though. I bookmark a lot of cake decorating techniques I’d like to try, as well as recipes. All in all, I really don’t like clutter. But here’s how this is looking:
So–not too bad. And we won’t even get into my iPhone.
Okay, maybe I will.
I upgraded my 4S near the end of September to a 5S. When everything uploaded from the Cloud–for some reason–none of my music from iTunes would play. None of it. And I have about 26GB of music I want on my device.
So… I wiped it and set it up as a new device. I lost everything. Contacts, text messages, iMessages, iChat conversations, apps, you name it. I guess it is good to clean house every once in awhile, because I’m sure there was loads of clutter and such that I really don’t need anymore. And I don’t have the ability to reread messages that only serve to make me sad. There was one conversation that I could try to analyze over and over and over, and it wouldn’t really make any difference.
But at the end of the day, I am super pleased I got in so much cleaning before I got ill with bronchitis and sinusitis. It’s made being home resting much more pleasant. I don’t feel like I should be up doing something, because there isn’t a whole lot to be done. And–on that note–I think I will go take a lovely nap in my very green bedroom and let this Biaxin do its work 🙂