So, pictures of my wonderful decorating

First of all this required finding the little wire that plugs my phone into the computer (we don’t have a digital camera because we never use one and every time I try to buy one Beloved asks “and when will we use it?” I give in because THEN when I want to hit the Versace shop with a vengeance or a credit card I get to say “gods, first the digital camera and then THIS?! We’d be living in boxes under a bridge if you had your way!” See? Tactics.)

So digging through my orderly filing system (also known as the BIG BOX OF WIRES!)

Me: Is this it?
Beloved: That’s for your last phone
Me: Damn. This?
Beloved: That’s a spare wire for my phone - why‘ve you got one?
Me: This?
Beloved: MP3 player wire. And that’s the OTHER MP3 player wire. And that’s charger. That’s a phone jack
Me: I know! Damn, I can’t find it..
Beloved: Of c-
Me: Do not say it! Do not say a word! What’s this thing?
Beloved: The last router wire, the one we decided was broken and useless.
Me: Then why’s it here? DO NOT ANSWER THAT!
Beloved: *zips lips*
Me: Ye gods, how many USB leads to we have? We can’t need all of them!
Beloved: *playing with cat with broken router lead* No, but -
Me: DO NOT SAY IT!
Me: I give up. I can’t find it!
Beloved: If you’d actually keep things organised, you’d be able to fine them.
Me: ARRRRGH! *launches at throat*

This is why I never ever let him help me find anything *thwaps him repeatedly*

Of course I found the wire - where it had been stored NEATLY on my computer table. If it HAD been kept in my big box o’ wires I would have found it in 10 minutes rather than 1n hour. I and my storage system are so totally vindicated


Anyway, pictures. The curtains and bed spread came out a lot paler and more washed out than they really are, they’re more of a burnished, yellow gold. I think the camera doesn’t like metallics. The Wallpaper is also much darker than it shows on here

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