Dang, I need to clean out my Sanctum

[valarltd]

So, I won this custom piece of garb on e-Bay, and I needed to find the fabric I've been hoarding for about 8 years. (shut up) I ventured into The Sanctum.

Bear in mind, the door cannot be actually opened because of Darth Vader's head, my toybox (I said shut up!) and a nighstand full of fanzines. I can get an 8" crack big enough to slide through, if I hitch my gut over the door knob.


Damn, it's been a while.

Move Cara Loup's The Millennium Deal. Move a bag of Girl Scout badges, all of which I earned. Move the Millennium Falcon. Move a bunch of cloth. Move more yarn. Move a pile of SW comics.

Dollface came out of the deal with 4 new dresses (handmedowns), I found the cloth and about 4 pieces of garb, and I located enough fleece to make 3 blankets for Project Linus this month!


I typed about a hundred order cards last night and am craving a wrist brace. Ouch.

Comments

[ellabel.livejournal.com]

O_O I want to live in your Sanctum. (omg, that could sound so wrong)