Still working on my room today, probably again tomorrow. Guess work on Dorian Gray will have to wait another week.
Painting the walls is done, floor is done, dad's putting up the trim now. Bought a computer desk and some bookshelves, shelves will be delivered in a few days. Now just need to get everything back in and organized, cleaned up, etc.
My room is honestly the worst room in the world in terms of layout, structure, that stuff. It's pretty long, but not very wide. Can't fit bed in sideways unless you can walk through a space an inch wide or you put it in the closet, and my mom is dead set against that. You can't put the bed on the left side of the room because then when you wake up, you bang your head on the ceiling. Huh? Yes, you bang your head on the bloody ceiling! It slopes all the way down to the floor on the left side of the room. How stupid is that? And the door can't open completely because THE DOOR BANGS INTO THE CEILING! I have 9 walls in my room. One corner of the room is actually not a corner, it's two more walls that jut out into my room because on the other side is the chimney stove thing that we don't even use and it's just a home for dead birds. So there is really only one place I can put my bed, where it was before, and where it was when the people who lived her before us lived here. I like changing my room around, but there is no room for change in this room. We did move my dresser to the other side, but it's by the sloping ceiling so you have to bend down to get to it. Oh yeah, and the drawers all fall open because THE ROOM IS ON A MAJOR ANGLE. I mean, one side of the room is at least an inch higher than the other side. It is crazy. I have an awful room.
We painted over the Beauty and the Beast mural that my mom painted. We might put posters up in place of it, that'd be cool. I'd like to put records on my wall, but my brother already has that in his room so I don't want to do that.
It's been kind of annoying the past few days, because my brother had been mouthing off to Dad and now they aren't talking to each other. And then well, it depends on who you talk to, but everyone's been kind of mad at everybody. I don't think I'm too involved in it, at least, I'm trying to keep my mouth shut, and I don't think I'm in trouble, so I think it's okay. But when I'm out shopping with mom for bedding and stuff, she says how Dad's mad at my brother and so he was taking it out on us when we were at Ikea. When we got home, Dad left, didn't say where he was going. However, when we were in Ikea, he gave Mom his wallet, so he couldn't really go far. That was when Mom and I left to get bed stuff, because we didn't want to see him when I figured out he didn't have his wallet. And then Dad didn't really talk to anyone the rest of the day, until later at night when we had to finish the floor. Today all seems better, but Dad and my brother still aren't talking, which is expected. They both expect the other to apologize first, but they're both too stubborn to give in. And the longer they wait, the harder it's going to get. It's pretty annoying. But I'm not supposed to be involved. So I'm just gonna have to let them do whatever they're going to do. My brother can be a big dumbass sometimes. He was pretty outta line when he was talking to Dad, but he's always been like that. He just never learns.
Sorry for talking about that kind of stuff, I'm sure no one cares, but I've got nothing to do. I haven't been on my computer for two days, can't check my email, nothing. Uuuuugh. That is just wrong.