Under Construction

As is symbolic of many things in my life, my apartment is constantly 'under construction.' I'm normally trying to find ways to improve it somehow.

I recently embarked on three goals for my apartment.
1. Plants. Vital to winter depression avoidance strategy
2. A window shade for my bedroom window. Help keep the cold out and for obvious additional privacy.
3. A shower curtain for a makeshift shower in my bath tub.

I've completed one out of three. I am hopeless when it comes to a drill. Instead of being able to get my shades installed, I only managed to drill three holes into the wall before giving up. Of course the holes already there (far left) are from the previous owner who didn't manage to leave his shades(el cheapo). Why didn't I inherit my father's technical sense? Any of it?

I present Exhibit A:What I managed to have much more success with was my selection of plants. Perhaps I inherited Dad's green thumb. One of the few stores open on a Sunday in Germany, I had a very enjoyable plant shopping experience. I also accepted the challenge of trying to raise an African Violet. They're temperamental and hard to grow. Otherwise, I am very happy with my plants. I hope they grow and that I don't kill them!

I present Exhibit B:

Oh, and this so happens to be my 100th post. Yay me!