My room is an embarrassment. I'm totally humiliated and embarrassed to show you this. *sigh*
I am a clean person. Let me explain. Every Saturday, EVERY Saturday, I dust all my flat surfaces, polish my wood, and clean my mirrors. I vacuum at least every other week and clean my sheets either every other week OR every week. I wipe down my picture frames, clean the glass in the frames, and pick up everything that is out of place EVERY single week. I am a clean person! But to my horror I've even started to slack on this! There is dust...DUST...on my dresser!
So, to my humiliation as I look around my room it's as if a tornado has touched down right smack dab in the middle of my floor. I honestly don't know how it happened. Everything was fine until yesterday. Everything was fine until I decided to start packing.
*SIGH* Packing. Need I say more? I'm curious, how many of you have moved before? I've moved several times in my lifetime here on earth. The only differences between those moves and this move is that I'm the one packing...not my parents.
So today I'm supposed to post something embarrassing in my room...see that big pile on the floor, that is my embarrassing thing. It is constantly moving, shrinking, growing, changing. It is causing more stress than the moving part. I walk into my room and feel overwhelmed with the messiness of it all. *SIGH*
Next week this will be all over...that's what I keep telling myself.
GOSH! Look at that pile! Look at it!!!!! That is my floor! MY FLOOR!!!!! *SIGH* This is embarrassing
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