... in my dining room!
Since I don't know where I'll be teaching next year when school was out, so was all my stuff. Because the room I was in wasn't officially mine, I only brought in bits and pieces of my stuff. However, I also inherited a lot of things too from one teacher who was retiring and some other teachers who were making major grade level changes.
When it came time to pack up I realized my stuff had somehow multiplied and I had a lot to bring home! It all landed in my dining room and I'm procrastinating now because my bins in the basement with all my teaching stuff are/were already a mess from me digging through them all year to find the random items I wanted to take to school. I really don't feel like organizing and putting this all away, only to dig it back out again. But alas... I probably should.