Back at school. Spent the day cleaning, crafting and redecorating, mostly to avoid my last study abroad application.

Could find neither broom nor functioning vacuum, so I wiped our dusty hardwood floor on hands and knees using old wifebeaters (how appropriate) and thought about this:

"With my eyes closed, I could hear hundreds of elves sweeping out my head with their tiny brooms. They kept sweeping and sweeping. It never occurred to any of them to use a dustpan."
- A Wild Sheep Chase, Haruki Murakami

Because no dustpan either.

Best plane ride ever because of that book.

Speaking of sheep, don't you want this mold.

Sheep soap, by LostRiverRags, Etsy, 4

First day of classes tomorrow - excited, but soon it'll be ewe :)