Work work work
I just came back from Sweden and realized that I have far more things to do than I thought of. My office was the same mess as when I left. My manfriend always asked me how I can work in such an explosion of things but for me it's more like an organized mess. I know my stuff and god forbid the person who tries to clean it (yes, it happened that my thoughful man wanted to be nice but it always leads to me yelling around asking where everything is. Cliché I know..)
Scandinavia hair looks nice though. Decorated for Christmas before I left!
I think it's more appropriate to show a picture of that, rather than my office situation.