Photo Essay: You Know You're In A Musician's House When...

OK, so I've wanted to do this for a really long time, and I finally had a free weekend to put this fun, cool, informative and utterly hilarious photo essay together. 

*Note* All these pictures are from my house and they are exactly where they would be on a normal Saturday morning...

Let us begin:

You know you're in a musician's house when:

The only disinfectant in sight...is for mouthpieces

You know you're in a musician's house when:

The slide and cork grease is found right next to the chapstick...

You know you're in a musician's house when:

The rooms seem to become infested with various cases...

You know you're in a musician's house when:

There are ten assorted mouthpieces lined up on the piano...

(in this case, 2 cornet, 5 trumpet, 1 clarinet, and 2 trombone)

You know you're in a musician's house when:

There's a conductor's baton lying around in the kitchen...

You know you're in a musician's house when:

The pillowcase has music note designs...

You know you're in a musician's house when:

You can find sheet music EVERYWHERE...

You know you're in a musician's house when:

A poster showing the evolution of the trumpet is found hanging on a wall...

You know you're in a musician's house when:

There's a music stand in the bedroom...

You know you're in a musician's house when:

There are instrument cleaning brushes in the bathroom, AND

You know you're in a musician's house when:

There are solo ideas scribbled on the same sheet of paper as your math homework.

All these things seem to apply to me, so

I GUESS YOU COULD CALL ME A MUSICIAN.