I don't have a separate workplace.. I do everything in my bedroom. I've got nowhere else

After a session I usually prop the window open to let the fumes out

When we moved in, the room used to be some sort of child's playroom or nursery room so I got some awesome crayon pattern wallpaper.
I keep me stash next to the bed...
And under the bed..
The rest of my stash..
In the closet: Boxes I keep from past builds
Paints!
Even got some bandages in case of an incident
Finally... I have this monstrosity living in my room. A man in the neighborhood was moving out and it turned out that he builds aircraft and had some stuff for sale.
At that time I didn't know any better about the hobby and I regret passing all the resin and aftermarket he was offering. At that time I was only interested in armor
But my mother had bought this for me without my knowledge.. for $12
It's in 1/32 scale and half-built... way out of my league
As soon as I saw it.. I knew what to do.
I put it on top of the shelf... trying to forget about it. But it sits there, staring at me from above when I go to sleep.
I'm sorry for showing you my horrid room.