Well, at first I needed to repair things. They were the type of things, about I say "oohh, it takes me only a minute to repair this, I could do it anytime." So, I repaired and finished a few of them.
|This bowl needed a bit more black, and polishing. I keep my rings and earrings in them.|
|It is a totally-not gothic turquoise contactlens holder, and I had to glue the plastic inside to the metal outside.|
|Rosina Wachtmaister's cat smiles at my non-gothic little box.|
|Some of the feathers were torn, so I carefully glued them back. Took about 30 seconds.|
|The little black skull on the bow wasn't black anymore, so I used some leftover black nailpolish, to make it happy.|
I've also repair-sewn my torn black jeans, two jumpers, and other small things. And helped my Mum to sort out the old shoes, noone will wear anymore. My arms were muscle-bound, (I guess it is a Bat Fit-thing) but I've promised to help her, so I started packing. Then I've found this: