is actually relatively clean!!! I can walk in it. Not every sqaure inch, but I can make it to the closet and the door and back. That’s huge. There’s no clothes on my bed, so I can sleep on it! It’s exciting. It had been literally months since I had been able to do that. I just might keep it up, lol.
Unfortunately, I can’t cross this off because I’m not done with the room. I’m still proud of the progress I was able to make.
away from doing this. Not only do I have my own mess of a room to clean, but I took over my brother’s room when he moved out and that one isn’t any better (though I only contributed 20% of that mess). But then he went and threw his stuff from his new place in my room, making it worse!!! But I can do this. I really want to do this. I think I will make a stride on Labor Day (but wait, isn’t the point of that day not to labor? or am I mistaken?) But I will. I will find some heavy-duty-enough gloves, get out a trash bag, and take to the room(s). This is going to happen. By next week, I will have started, even if it’s just throwing one piece of paper away (though I hope to strive for more than just one piece).
at the fact that after all these months, this is still not done.
I. Am. Hilarious.
I think it’s funny that I’ve been trying to do this for 3+ months and it’s still not done. One thing I can say for myself, though: at least my closet is still clean.
I need a new, smaller bed. And a bigger closet. And a hamper, still. I need more storage. I practically brought my whole college life home with me, and I can’t stuff it in with all of the old memories. This is half my battle. Getting rid of stuff, being the pack rat that I am.
Oh well, we’ll see where this goes.
100%, but at least it hasn’t completely regressed into it’s former state. I can be proud of the fact that there is still carpet space on the ground, the closet is still clean, and the only things that really need to be set right are my laundry and my dresser. Go, cabolove!
1/3 way through my room. My closet is cleaned (though I need to re-organize the books on my shelf), the area between my bed and my closet are cleaned, I got the books and papers up off the floor and onto my desk (and sorted, I might add!!!), and I removed FOUR bags of trash and old papers from my room!!! My next task is to get back behind the bed (I think some things fell back there again; I’d rather just get rid of the bed), under the bed, and do some laundry!!! Man, a hamper would be nice right about now. It might be time to hit Target on that tip. But I see drastic improvements. I’m almost proud to call the room mine.
my closet today. I found 3 pairs of shoes I can donate to the Salvation Army. I’m sure if I went through more clothes, I could sell those on eBay. This is definitely a SLOW work in progress. But I see improvements. Now I just have to get all of the papers and books off of my bed so I can sleep!!!
behind my bed tonight (there’s space between my bed and wall); I just have to vacuum it now. I don’t think I’ll ever truly be done with this process until I move out; it’s a vicious cycle. I think one thing that would help me, though, is to have a hamper; I don’t have that. Oh, and it’d be nice if my family would stop putting their sh*t in my room! They piss me off with that, and then complain about my room. HeLLO??! Move your crap out. When I get serious about this, I’m THROWING their crap out. A big part of the reason my room is not yet clean is that I’m a notorious procrastinator. If I could change that about myself, it’d be HUGE…like curing cancer or something. Because I procrastinate with everything; work, friends, doing the randomest, easiest things in the world. It’s amazing how much inner work I have to do on myself. But just to clean my room, would be a big thing.
Papers, clothes (dirty and clean) everywhere, shoes thrown around…my room is a disaster area! I think you can probably see a total of 5 square inches of actual floor in my room. The only thing I do in there is sleep, and to get to the bed, I jump! My messy room might (and I place much emphasis on MIGHT) correlate with my cluttered brain, in that the longer my room stays messy, the more scatterbrained and unfocused I become, but I’m so stressed about studying and doing as much as I can to get make the grade that I leave my room on the backburner. I’ll clean it, I promise. It just might not be anytime soon.