My Love for Thrift and Trying to Make a Home

I know I haven't written anything here in a while, but it's for good reason: my illness got worse. Don't worry, I got it, but it just made it really hard to juggle everything that was/is going on in my life. Even though nothing in my life- exception being my band - is what I want it to be or am comfortable with, I've been doing small things around the house to make it feel more like I live here, as well.

This house has never felt like home to me and has felt even less so in the past year, but some of that is my illness so I figured I'd be happy with the domicile I'm stuck with and make it work. Don't get me wrong, the house itself is rather neat and quirky, but has its fair share of problems... The least of which is the black mold. Did I mention I'm incredibly allergic to mold? Bleach has become my best friend but I still get very sick every month or two.

 I can't just up and leave because you need money for that. That's when I decided that in teeny tiny ways, I was going to make this place livable. I bought new bed sheets. I redecorated a mini dresser. I made myself a meditation space (that is no longer mine). And I thrift. A lot. I got a great lamp for my room. I got some neat couch thing for the living room (that I rarely use because dogs). I made myself a jewelry vanity out of mini saucers and candlesticks I found there. ❤ 💙 💚

Ok, so none of it is really making me feel like home, but it's a start! And it gives me an excuse to go to the thrift store often! Wanna see my vanity?

I even got a plant or two.

And grew lettuce.

I'm trying.

How do you make your home feel like you belong? Please. Any advice would be greatly appreciated.