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Crazy For Decorating

I am back in Germany!

I have been decorating the house with my spoils from an IKEA adventure. It's starting to look like a real home now, instead of just a place that happens to hold our stuff. I still have mine and Raidhyn's bedroom to finish, it needs curtains and a dresser. But I have finished Mikey's room, except for some pictures that need to go on the walls and just about finished the Living/Dining Room except for a couple of mirrors and a few nik naks!

Here is Mikey's room. Note the super awesome curtains and other fun things.

Here is the weird balcony but not a balcony type area (man it's hard to explain)

And finally the livingroom. We have a new computer desk for Raidhyn, he used to use a set of drawers as a desk. Also new curtains and rearranged furniture.

The Desk (a serious steal at 29 euros!)

The rest of it

Now I just need to put up some mirrors, put up some pictures and do the bedroom before Raidhyn comes home!

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I am a 24 year old British stay at home mother to a two year old boy. Married to a U.S. soldier and currently living in Germany.

I have seen the Vatican from the very top of St Peter's Basilica, the mud in the World War I trenches outside Ypres. I have walked through Montmartre side streets bustling with people in the evening, gotten lost in the streets of Greenwich Village NYC, run through cornfields on the Welsh border and sat outside with a cup of tea watching fireflies in the fields of the outer Chicago suburbs.

I have held the hands of others through addiction, fear, suicide, despair and come out the other side. I have left everything behind to begin anew.
I have fought mental illness and walked through snow in the mountains of the lake district, England. I have explored the morgue in the bowels of an abandoned hospital on a summer evening, climbed to the top of scaffolding on the outside of a five floor warehouse to look at the city lights of Nottingham at night and I have watched the sun setting on the Texas horizon.

I have held my son's tiny hand through the plastic window on an isolette in the NICU ward. Walked, speaking only in whispers, through the catacombs beneath the ground on the outskirts of Rome and seen the fireworks over Heidelberg castle.