Chatterbox: Down to Earth

Rooms are intrinsically suggestive of the people who live in them. This particular thread is for describing your room, be it your bedroom or office or closet - whatever room in your house you have most influenced. I prefer a particular description, so I can see it. :D

Mine has light blue walls. The door is in one corner, and I'll start there and work my way around counterclockwise. In the corner that the door covers is my stash of walking sticks, normal sticks, and cardboard tubes. 

A dresser, dark wood, maybe five and a half feet high, with drawers
down one side and a cabinet in the other. Mirror on the cabinet door.
Two large baskets on top, one full of yarn, the other full of fabric.
Next to that, there's a little room. The display on it changes every
now and again, but the combination that stayed the longest recently was
a) two nice-sized sections of vertebrae, b) a small concrete canoe from
summer engineering camp, c) fairies made of beads and fake flowers,
courtesy of two of my friends, and d) a small wooden cow. Beat that for
randomness, I dare you. 

I don't keep clothes in that
dresser. There are the dolls I've crocheted in one drawer, blanket and
mattresses I've made for them in another. Shoes in the big bottom
drawer. The cabinet has my collection of boxes of all kinds, which is
rather diminished just now as a large percentage of them went away as
Christmas present wrappings.

My closet covers the rest of that wall, with big mirrored sliding doors. 

Then
there's a corner and a little wall space before the window. I have four
round plastic knitting looms hanging there nested inside each other.
Each is a different color, very cheerful.

Then my window,
with a big beaded suncatcher hanging from the blind pull, a blue turtle
that I randomly made. Under the left side of the window is my calendar
and a hanger for necklaces - basically a piece of board with hooks on
it. 

Then, under the other half of the window, is my
desk and a counter-high bookshelf, back to back, sticking out into the
room. The bookshelf has craft stuff and my hammy's cage on the shelves.
On top is my page-a-day calendar, a plant named Bartholomew in a jar of
water, and a little frame with a cross-stitched E surrounded by cross-stitched flowers, that from my friend Madelynn. 

My
desk has the potential to be organized. A wooden box for writing things
- current stories and such - in the upper right corner. Next to that a
pencil sharpener, and an intercom contacting the kitchen. Then a big
round shallow basket with my pencil holder, a jar with my colored
pencils, a jar with scissors and a hole punch, a jar with bits of
ribbon left over from Christmas wrapping, a jar with crochet hooks and
latch hooks and a seamripper, a bottle of glue, a small tape dispenser,
a spool of thread, and a box of needles. Basically, everything that could ever be useful. Next to that a recipe box that
elevates my clock so I can see it from my bed. The rest, which is the
front half of the desk, is supposed to be empty, ready for work.

You can't see more than ten square inches of it just now. 

On the next bit of wall, five drawings little kids have
given me, along with three butterflies that my friend Chelle made for
me. One butterfly is sewn, one knit, and one origami.

A floor-to-ceiling bookcase covered in books. There are other things
on it - miniature wooden cabinets with cool miniature things in them
and an ornament a friend made me, a Willow Tree figurine and a photo of
my great-grandad. A coin bank that's a wooden house with a
birdhouse-type hole in one wall through which to poke the coins. The
whole thing is packed with books, though. A CD player on one shelf, my
collection of Cricket mags on another. 

Next to my
bookshelf is a little piece of wall covered in postcards. Two dozen,
maybe, all bright and happy. From everywhere from North Carolina to San
Diego. Mostly from Texas, though, as a friend who lives there has been
sending me lots of postcards as part of an evil conspiracy. :-)

Next
to the postcard wall is my nightstand, a little white bookcase. My hair
brushes, jewelry box, moolah, and library books on the shelves. My lamp
and the books I'm reading on top. 

White day bed against most of the next wall, with a bedspread in BRIGHT pinks, oranges, greens, blues, purples. Seven pillows on said bed, all with different pillowcases, most matching my bed colors. That bit of my room makes people blink a lot.

On the wall between the bed and the door are large white wooden letters, e h,  which serves a triple purpose: a) they're my initials, b) I say "eh" a lot, and c) my mom says that when I get boy-crazy, I can flip them around so they will say he. :-)

So that's all except the ceiling. And the ceiling, my friends, is the first thing you notice when you walk into the room. See, I have a dozen baskets hanging from the ceiling. Different baskets. One is the shape and color of a pumpkin, and one is a massive, flat purple thing. Every one of them has something it it. Most have fiberfill for stuffing things with, but there are other random things, like paper strips for making paper chains. 

Cheers! That was super long, sorry. Then again, that's kind of what I was going for. So even if you didn't read that, I'd love to "see" what your room is like. It's something I wonder about all of you, truth be told.

Cheers,

lavendershy