The Bedroom

Keeping in mind that i haven't yet got any nails to hang anything, or any paint to cover the blah white of my walls, oh and also I still have boxes littering my room and other rooms of the house, this little pic isn't too bad. Today, maybe, i will attack my house more vigorously.

Here's a little story for you;

Yesterday I arrive home from work around 2:30 and instantly fall into a coma-like sleep that is the result of staying out way too late with M and having an illadvised shot with the bartender of said Irish Pub. When i arrise from my slumber I'm too groggy to go and do any of the things i was planning on ( coffe shop, mall, bank, etc.) and so decide to stay in bed with a book and CSI on TV. So, about 4 hours later, I am fully paranoid and riddled with Crime Drama scenarios of all the things that can go wrong to you in YOUR OWN HOME. Now, mind you, I am home alone for the weekend since my roomi Jan and the Dog are off on a sailboat race until Sun. Suddenly i hear thumping and bumping, my cat instantly perks up and shoots off the bed and the stairs into the attic. I am tempted to follow. So i grab my toy gun ( personal security system) and then becomde paralyzed with indecision. Should i hollar out " WHOS THERE?" or should i sneak around FBI style and corner the perp? So as i sit in my bed, motionless with fear and clutching my toy gun I hear this little voice go " heeeellllloooooo?"

I instantly stow the gun, assuming a heinous felon does not have mickeymouse voice, and pop out of bed in time to see a little face peering in my door. Turns out, we have a third roomate who is temporarily living in the office and has been on a roadtrip or something this whole week. So this newcomer is small and tan, delicate with a mane of dark hair. She is also an M so we'll just call her Newcomer. We chatted for a bit and she seems pleasant so i'll try not to worry about having a third roomate in a hosue that really isn't that big and only has one bathroom.