Boredom

I'm sitting in my office/craft room right now bored out of my mind, while Hubs does who knows what.
I call it my office/craft room, but really its just the room where my desk is, and where junk seems to pile up. But I dream of it being an office/craft room someday, so that's what I call it.

P.S. (I do nothing officey and I do nothing crafty...see crocheting post.)

But its fun to think about, so while I'm sitting here insanely bored, I'm dreaming that one day, my office/craft room will look like one of these:

Thank you, Pottery Barn, for once again making me feel inadequate, and like I'll never quite live up to your awesomeness.