First I was super excited about my new word wall cards. I decided to send it to Office Depot's online print center since my printer sucks and the document is 94 freaking pages.
Color. All. Wrong. Just. Wrong.The triangle piece on top is the color the pink in the box is supposed to be. In this picture it doesn't look that off, but trust me. It is PURPLE. Not pink. It's very pretty. I love purple and green together. But it is not the color I wanted. And when you pay $45 for someone to print something for you it had better be PERFECT. The customer service peeps were very kind and they are working it out for me. But I am still sad sad sad.
Remember my sweet daddy?
He is working on making me custom bookcases for my new room. I guess you could call this a Made It - In Progress.
I was going to paint the bookcases brown so they would blend in, but now that I've seen the pretty wood he's using, I'm thinking about staining them lime green. That way you get a fun color and you can still see the nice grain of the wood. We will have to decide on colors later on.
Attempt #3 (I actually did this one!)
I am a tad OCD when it comes to organizing my classroom. OK... so "tad" is not 100% truthful. I'm probably more like "extremely" OCD about it. And for me, room layout is a HUGE part of my organization systems. Where and how my things are stored depends on how the classroom will be set up. Up until now, this task wasn't that difficult because I knew the layout of the rooms at my old school like the back of my hand. Now that I'm going somewhere new, I want to be as efficient as possible. So I took this:
|Source - Daddy|
And created this:
So was I right? Creating to-scale elevations of the walls in your classroom is only a 'tad' OCD right? Right? Anyone?
Attempt#4 - A "personal" Made It
I love nail art. This is one of my hobbies. I've been doing it for a few years now but I was totally slacking off the last month of the school year because I knew I would break all my nails during the packing up process. The worst part is that people are always asking me what's on my nails, and I had to show them my nasty chipped polish for weeks.
Well no more!
I feel like myself again!