So, there's a teeny tiny disadvantage to living in my bedroom. It's the only room in our entire house that has access to the attic. Therefore, when we're switching out winter/ summer clothes or decorations that we store in the attic, 'things' appear in my room. Like my friend here:
My sister, Annie, has dubbed him the name Charley the Snowman. Hehe ;)
Charley's kind of become a fixture in my room...just because I haven't taken the time to put him in the attic. Kinda sad... Ha!