Our basement. Once known as the Pit of Darkness, it is now insulated in a rather adorable baby blue foam. I can only imagine its mortification. It could have been a lot worse, though. Ray tells us sometimes all you can get is pink.

We had to insulate it to benefit the heating system. You know--the big scary cave troll.

There's a whole lot of embarrassment going on down in the basement.

This is what it looks like these days, now that I've brought down all the stuff that was in the studio. The pile on the left is all yard sale stuff. The plastic boxes on the right are staying. It looks messy in the photo, but it's more organized than it appears.

I'd be more concerned about future storage, but this is approximately 20 years accumulation of stuff...