Office Redux

I'm probably the only one who remembers my "Make Over My Office" Contest, and that's just because I have to look at those cubicle and cinder block walls day after day to remind me... So to refresh you:

[Insert wavy flashback television scene and dream sequence music]

CONTEST: MAKE OVER MY NEW OFFICE'S UGLY WALL!! While I'm getting over the fact that I'm working in a flimsy cubicle (for reals), I can't get past this sludge-green wall. It's leading me to suicidal thoughts, and that irony isn't lost of me, given my profession. I'm not allowed to paint it, cut out a window or tear it down, but I can hang stuff. Seriously, I will pay you money, albeit meager, if you can come up with a good idea. HELP!!!

BEFORE...In all its glory. It took me a good 6-7 months to unpack, I was so paralyzed by Fugly.



Since I am slowly, begrudgingly accepting that no one is going to pay me to quit my job and complete all of my Pinterest pin projects, then I shall have to take matters into my own hands by turning my current job site into a Pinterest project. In doing so, I'm really just procrastinating (as usual), but who doesn't wait until the 11.5th hour to get the real work done?


BEHOLD..."AFTER"

 I bought some fabric I liked and had my mother-in-law sew them together. (Thanks, Coco!) Added heavy-duty velcro to the back side of the tapestry and the accompanying side to the uuuuuugly cinderblock wall, and I now *almost* forget how hideous that wall really is.

Like my new big-girl "How Am I Feeling?" flip chart? "Subversive," indeed.
(My former feelings chart was made of monkey faces. This is a step up. Sorta.)

 Zen Garden! Dollar Store score! It really is soothing.

 Just to prove I'm really no Maaaaahtha Stewart, here's the "imperfect" side of the room, still cluttered, and with my tapestry starting to fall off of the wall. This is good news -- More excuses and projects to foster procrastination!

It's the kind of place where you want to sit back and tell me all of your confidential details, right? That is, until you notice that it's a cubicle with walls that don't extend to the ceiling and absolutely no sound-proofing...Good thing that I usually spend my days in school buildings instead of my main office.   : /