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I'm pretty much fully in my new room as of this afternoon so now comes the joy of decorating the way I have wanted to for way too long. I have been slowly collecting things to put up that fit my Gothy aesthetic but really had no idea where to put them in my old bedroom. Largely because the disaster zone that my old room had become over the months, and my lack of spoons to be able to deal with it all.

It's amazing what having a set goal will do in terms of getting things cleaned up and bagged up. It would help if I had easy access to a dumpster so I wouldn't be sitting on several garbage bags filled with crap to toss, but they will be going out on Wednesday night or Thursday morning and spread among the neighbours' own piles of garbage. This is because there is a limit of ten bags per household in my city. And I know if I don't throw it all out that I will go right back into a funk, and I don't need that AT ALL.

I've been riding a high from simply having my room cleaned and organized, even though my storage options aren't all set up yet. But I did purchase some bins to hold my socks and other small clothing items, and a tension rod for my closet so I can put a curtain of some sort up there. Oh, and more black hangers...I have a thing about all my hangers matching, go figure.

Anyhow, I'm sitting in a coffee shop right now with a friend, sharing a plate of nachos, so I should really get to my actual writing :P

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