Today, I spent the bulk of the day cleaning my room. And for good reason. When I left, my room looked kinda like this:
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| I mean it's not bad, but it's not fantastic either... |
(Psst, that's not my real bedroom, it's a representation since I didn't have a before picture)
But when I got back, it somehow ended up looking like this:
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| "HOW DID I GET A DRUMSET IN MY ROOM?" |
I'm not entirely sure how, but when I got back, somehow the spiders must have interfered and made it like a MILLION times more messy or something because when I stepped into my room, I was DISGUSTED. Literally disgusted.
Well... maybe not literally. I kinda just saw it and thought the fact that my desk and floor was unnavigable was mildly inconvenient. But regardless of my motive, I decided to DEEP CLEAN MY ROOM. I removed everything that wasn't essentially an immovable part of my room, moved it to my hallway, sorted out the stuff I needed and didn't need, reorganized everything, redecorated so everything would look aesthetically pleasing, and BOOM. After about six hours of work, this is what it looks like now:
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| If you look carefully, you can find a few interesting little things in my room. |
It may not look like much, but this is MARVELOUS compared to the previous iterations of my room. YOU CAN ACTUALLY FIND STUFF WITHOUT LOOKING THROUGH MOUNTAINS OF BOOKS! And I have 500% MORE DESK SPACE. ENOUGH TO FIT MY LAPTOP AGAIN!
Yeah, I'm very happy.
And then I realized that Samantha's going to LA tomorrow for a week and I could have spent those six hours with her instead of with the crap in my room.
But fear not! I got to see her today anyway, for two hours too! So I'm still very happy.
RFotD: She threatened to leave me because I just got back from a month-long trip and I decided to spend my first day back with my room instead of with my bae.
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