Okay, I gussied it all up for my sister coming over, so here ya go:
Not much room for anything other than the bed, but it's one hell of a bed. It's also the bed that Sukie and Jackson have on Gilmore Girls, as Christy pointed out to me. They have good taste.
My beloved trunk, which holds, naturally:
all things yarn related. My pirate booty.
That's it. Me nesting. Happy. Home. (items not shown: a spur-of-the-moment trip to Redding with sister Christy to see a bridge, walks and girl talks with best roommate ever Katy, parties full of long lost friends, a little momma short hours away, sister Rachael sitting and spinning in the same city as me, concerts, dinners, dates, bizarre job requests, Oakland, San Francisco)
Last year was amazing. But I feel like I am back in my own shoes again. Or cowboy boots, as the case may be.