clean my room

If you need proof that I am a messy person, you should look at my room. This is why I don’t post a picture. ;)

So, I’ve managed to file a stack or three of paper, catch up with the laundry, and goodwill a couple of items, and it is still a disaster. (Still a lot of paper and a lot of random other stuff. I just keep on getting more paper. And dirtying clothes.)

I think I need to be geekier about this. Maybe I’ll make a grid and work it that way, because I don’t see progress.

still a disaster… but I did manage to file away about 2 inches of paper and pack up a box of books to store in the basement.

The problem with this is that I start but I never actually finish. There’s just too much to do.

Yesterday, I picked out some things to donate and did a little laundry. (Less stuff to dust, more space for the stuff scattered on the floor.)

Today I went through clothes. I didn’t realize I had that many items in need of dry cleaning. A couple will be donated, but the rest will be returned to my closet in case I need to dress up.

I guess I’ll take a second stab at putting away papers.

I took a box of old textbooks to the basement, freeing up some shelf space, which freed up some floor space (once I put other books on the shelf). It still doesn’t look like I did anything.

I think that when I die, it won’t be in any normal fashion. Instead, it will be some freak accident where I get swallowed up by an avalanche of paper.

I managed to file a couple of inches and shred a couple of inches. I still have a few stacks to go through.

I should also goodwill some clothes to make room in my closet for new workclothes.

Although you might not know to look at it. I managed to file away a small stack of papers. I’m sure they’ll keep sending more.

I can pretty much manage to get caught up on the clothes, but the one thing that really kills me is the paper. They keep sending me more and I keep on having classes where I need to print stuff out. I got rid of an inch of it this weekend, which is to say, hardly any.

I think it’s revenge for all the trees whose sap is on my hands.