A Rented Room

Well, with my undergraduate education coming to an end in just 36 days, I at least have a place to live once I am kicked out of the dorms. I will be moving into my bosses' spare bedroom and working for them 3-4 days a week, which means I will need a small job for Wednesdays, weekends, or evenings to compensate. I bought a cheap, but cute, dresser and nightstand set and am looking for a mattress, bed frame, and headboard still. I will be recovering my chair in some kind of white duck fabric, painting the walls of my room white, and getting white bedding. The furniture is also white. Of course, I couldn't stand a simply all white room, so I will add accents of navy blue, such as navy blue pillows, a navy blue border around the top of the wall, and a navy blue rug, maybe some navy blue framed mirrors.

Wish me luck as I head home for the holidays. I would have moved home, since it is cheaper, but the thought of doing so makes me cry. I don't think living with my mom or my dad would be healthy right now because of where they are in their lives and what they are dealing with emotionally and spiritually. It's worth the rent money to keep what is left of my emotional stability.