The Art of Not Doing What You Are Meant to Doing

Ok, so we have all been there and done that. Assignments, paperwork and the big one, CLEANING.

So my room always looks like a bomb has hit it. But that is all about to change. I have made a small dint in what was the biggest mess that I have ever seen. And when I mean a small dint I mean I still can not see my floor. But I have worked up the motivaton to actually finish my room after I write this.
It is sad that I am getting upset about getting rid of clothes that I dont even remember I brought, things that still have tags on them. My life consists of buying meaningless stuff that will never get used, and it is time to get rid of it and move on.

*Back from more cleaning*

Ok, so now I can see most of my floor, but I have only done half of my room, still under the bed to think about. But it is a big accomplishment from what it once was. How is it that someone like me can have so much stuff in one little room, desk top computer, 2 televisions, a laptop, wall unit, double bed, bedsid table, and around that, mass amounts of clothes and rubish. Nothing is in place, just on the floor, or covering my bed. My clothes have been moved from 2 of the spare rooms into my room. Everybody that has seen my room wonders how I have not broken my neck, as I had to walk over everything to make it to my bed. But everything is about to change. I am taking pride in the stuff I own. I am not going to live like this anymore, it is embarrising.

So say hello to the new Hayley. The one that now appreciates the stuff that she has. The girl that takes pride in the way she lives.

I think I may have grown up a little from this cleaning experience.