Doors and a messy bed

At long last, i have roused myself from my perpetual state of faineancy and have started painting the doors. So the door to my room has a coy Japanese maid (to contrast with the inhabitant inside), the main door has a picture of red flowers blooming on black branches. My sister’s room has 2 doors – one with a little mermaid on one side and flowers on the other side. i have yet to decide the design for the other one – am thinking of Cinderella on one side. i have yet to give the finishing touch. If i might say so myself, the paintings have turned out good. i might post pictures if i am in the mood to share.

Ok, books – I have gotten into this nasty habit of starting a book, leaving it halfway and then starting on another…right now, I am in the middle of three books – Catch 22 and god help me, i cannot remember the titles of the other two. The end result is that my bed is piling up with books and the odds and ends that somehow seem to be attracted to my bed. i even have my digital camera under my pillow, my passport, an album of photos. i think I am the messiest person around. My siblings are all goddesses of cleanliness. Maybe my only saving grace is that when i decide to go on a cleaning spree, which is rare, i manage to do a good job.