Once upon a time, there was a college boy who lived with us. He went away to school, he traveled to Australia for a semester, then he returned to us for the summer. The summer dragged on and on and his room got messier and messier.
He finally found an apartment to move into, and moved from our house on September first. Shortly thereafter, I claimed the room as my own. It didn't start out much better than when he lived here.
But the stuff I was moving in was much more exciting (at least to me) than the stuff that he'd moved out. After cleaning, carrying, storing, shopping, and arranging, my new yarn and fiber room was complete.
I have a lot of my yarn displayed in these shoe organizers. I know it's not the best way to keep the yarn clean and dust-free, but I love being able to look at it and touch it whenever I want to.
Buddy likes to visit my room. He has a blanket to sleep on in here now.
I love my room. I wish I could spend all of my time there. In a perfect world.....