Room Collegemizing: The Conclusion

As most stories go, there is a beginning, middle, climax, and conclusion. This epic story of my room and it's collegemication is no different.


Everything is going well. The very first items emerge onto the living room loading dock. Even Bobby Dylan showed up.


My room is still undergoing its transformation while at the same time manages to stay an utter mess. But ever so slowly, selected items are abducted. The room empties. Where have all the merry things gone?


We can consider this the climax.


Behold:
The storage room. Piled from top to bottom with all of my necessities such as coffee filters, printer cartridges, and pam. Also hidden somewhere in this disaster is a cat. Can you find hidden cat?


I reach a problem. All of this stuff needs to be transported over a hill and into a dorm room. The only solution I can think of is to throw it all in to pant boxes stolen from my work place, J.C Penney's.


So I did.


And I packed those boxes as tight as I packed my emergency extra toilet paper rolls.


And now my walls are blank.


And the storage room is yet again my sister's room with but an old tape deck and a fat cat.





So here we have it: the official after-shot. Though you might think not much has changed, you'd be surprised.


I now have a little more closet space.

And a whole one empty shelf. Maybe you're right, not much has changed. But don't forget, there is once major difference.


It'll be missing me.


This concludes the room collegemizing and step 1. On to step 2.

To NAU I go.