It's fall and The Boy's new iPod needed a sleeping bag.
A piece of felt, a fat quarter of red plaid and an afternoon with a cup of tea, and his iPod is snug and secure! Yay for simple fixes!
Some context (and flowers): When I was 16, I moved out of my parents house. My first roommate didn't stay, so I think a nine-weeks into...
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Me, too.
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