“ Chaos is a name for any order that produces confusion in our minds.” ~George Santayana
I’m really not sure how much longer I can stand this. But since my suitcase is now permanently stuck to my floor. I should really think about doing something about all of this:
(Best viewed large if you aren’t easily disturbed)
(This puts Chris Jordan’s “My suitcase from BlogHer has yet to be unpacked” to SHAME)
(I should also mention that parents? This is what you need to be prepared for when your child leaves, then moves roughly four times in six years. Fair warning)
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Is that a bag of pantyliners next to a shoe insert? Just checking.
Oh yeah…KLASSY
Oh my god, your room looks like my ENTIRE APARTMENT. ::twitch:: Maybe I’ll clean it this weekend. Chances are better that I’ll end up sleeping late and swimming with friends instead, but maybe I’ll get the inspiration to clean. My suitcase from a trip to Atlanta last month is still sitting in the middle of my bedroom, full of dirty laundry that I have yet to wash. ::sigh::
It troubles me how turned on I am that you keep a Thesaurus next to your bed. Between that and the saucy looking blue teddy bear on the shelf, I’m in a bad way over here.
Oh my. You were right on Twitter. I’m amazed.
This hurts me so. No, I’m not a neat freak. But I like my clutter in piles, etc. And to be able to walk.
Good luck! My goal is to clean up the tumbleweeds of cat hair rolling through my apartment. And that is something I just can’t take photos of.
rockin’ the red fuzzy dice!
also, do you have a pic of kris and stacy on your book shelf? i can’t really tell but, it looks like it.
your room? looks like my bedroom right now.
I am amazed. Truly, truly amazed. Is the Gore pennant a relic or wishful thinking?
Long time reader, first time making a comment.
I am astonished as to the similarities between our rooms! I feel so overwhelmed, I do not even know where to begin cleaning up. It seems to me that finding a “home” for everything is the worst and biggest hurdle.
Good luck…
Luckily I just got in from doing laundry before reading this post. And I even put it away instead of letting it sit in the basket for a few days. Next I’m thinking of vacuuming.
Oh honey, I love you. Now here is a big black garbage bag so you can clear a path to your bed. Ok? Please? Do it for me.
My room looks almost like that… no I just looked over – it pretty much does look like that
I leaving in just over a week and will be gone for a month, and I have yet to begin to pack. I think this might get much worse before it gets better.
Good luck to you!!!
Send these photos to that “How Clean is Your House” show! Then they’ll come clean everything AND you’ll be FAMOUS!
P.S. It probably wouldn’t hurt if you add canary poop, empty soup cans, and old newspapers (ca 1986) to the floor before you send those pictures. That would tip the odds in your favor, I think.
uuum, is there something wrong with those photos? your room looks pretty great to me.
Just ShopVac everything up. *sucks*
Gorillabuns – i know who you mean when you said “kris & stacy” but my first guess was 2 of the Babysitters club. I’m going to need a closeup of that bookshelf, just to see if there are any leftovers.
You just made me feel a lot better. I have two suitcases on my floor, open and with clothes pouring out, plus work stuff, plus shoes that I just randomly throw. It’s okay. It happens. It’s the travel… You just have to clean up every now and then.
I think my favorite part is the deodorant on the night stand. That’s innovative. Underarms begin leaking while composing a blog entry on the laptop? Boom! It’s right there. Problem solved.
You’re a problem solver, HB. Yes, that’s it.
This is the part where I wish I could make a relevant comment, and even read through the previous comments in hopes of adding to them, *AS IF* I could see the photos you posted.
But my employer is kind of … over-protective (is a nice way of saying it) and I can’t see any images. So I’m imagining what they might have been:
WHOA, THAT’S BAD.
All I have to say about that is…wow.
OH MY! My husband is looking over my shoulder right now “see, I’m not that bad” he says. And me…… I’m still admiring the Gore sign.