Staircase 3, Room 5:

I've been meaning to post these photos for months. I wanted you to see my lovely flat, which has become my hiding place from the insanity of the library or college. I love this apartment. I'll be sad to leave it at the end of the year. It's the first time I really feel I have a place of my own. I worked very hard to make it mine.

This is my living room (complete with dining table and Dean desk):


This is my 18th century sideboard:


This is my rug, which Emma and I found in Devon for 25 pounds. It's from Sears!:


This is my non-academic bookshelf:


And this is my office:


It doesn't look like this right now. It's chaotic. A place of stress. Tonight, I'm going to tidy it up so that it once again looks as inviting and safe as it did a few months ago. I think it's time to go back to basics. Time to organize.

Channeling Erika,
Love to all,
Elizabeth

I Hate Jet-Lag:

Also, I'm a bit homesick. Also, I'm afraid of the amount of work I have to do. Also, this is extremely true:


And yet, I refuse to give up. So...secondary source reading here I come.

Love to all and miss those at home,
Elizabeth