Dilek Aspires: PERSONAL SPACE

YOU THINK YOU KNOW ALL there is to know about winter troubles until you find yourself moving from one apartment to the next and nature suddenly decides to act like a mischievous kid and throws a snowy tantrum filled with unimaginable icy tricks and traps under your feet. You have no idea what I meant with that sentence? Well good, because that's how confused I felt when during our move it snowed so heavily, in just an hour I was transformed into Olaf carrying heavy bags, boxes, and plywood up and down two flights of stairs. You never realize how fast nature works until you have to battle it.

Yet, despite afterwards suffering from limp arms from carrying heavy items and swollen feet due to walking like a penguin in order not to slip on ice, I was happy to know that my room was slowly coming together. After having combed almost every furniture store in the city, we realized that we were not going to find the affordable yet fits-all-the-crap-Dilek-owns wardrobe, so my dad and I sat down and decided to design a wardrobe according to our needs (ahem, my needs, ahem).

In the end, after all the maths, the numerous trips to the factory, the putting it all together, the incessant whipping clean, and the long-hours folding, arranging, and stacking clothes, this is the result. I personally love it. Dad did a great job for a person who is DIY obsessed but has no formal training in putting together furniture.

This experience also made me aware of how many stuff I had and I probably cleaned out half of my clothes and donated them to people who needed them more. That made me even happier. I got more free space and I got to help others.

I rolled out my new carpet, sewed some new curtains, stacked my boxes wrapped with wallpaper one on top of the other, brought in my 2 sewing machines - one of which is Singer and it's has been in our family for 5+ generations - and now I am slowly planning on decorating one wall with frames and another with shelves as well as finding good fabric to make new bed sheets and comforter. I say slowly because my 8th and 6th semesters just started and I will be hella busy working on my graduation project for my first faculty.

But let's not have that pending responsibility deter my mood. I am happy in my new room. So happy, I barely come out of it.