JUNK OF MY LIFE…
It’s pouring outside… “It never rains in Southern California”
I’m starving and confined to my house because I don’t feel like going out in the rain. This is the second Saturday in a row that it has rained and I have been in the house without anything to eat…well, there is something to eat BUT it’s frozen. And I, unfortunately, go from not hungry at all to Starving. You’d think by now I would have something thawed, but I’ve been so focused on 1. channel changing for the past couple of hours that I did not pay attention to the time and 2. cleaning my room for the 678th day in a row…
Awe, my room. I remember on one particular episode of Oprah, there was some lady on talking about how a person keeps their room is a direct reflection of what’s going on in their life. If this is true - my life is chaotic - and has been for the past um, several years. For whatever reason, I just can’t get it right. Clean. (Well, not unless someone comes to visit… even then, the “clean” is just enough to get by and doesn’t last very long.) And I just don’t understand why OR what it means. The rest of my house is clean for the most part. I clean my kitchen once a week and my bathroom too. Living room is decent on a regular basis… BUT my bedroom is inundated with crap! Crap that doesn’t go… crap that I don’t want or need.
I keep thinking it is because I have “my office” in the bedroom… but that’s not a justification because I have “always” had an office in my bedroom. And come to think about it, my room has always been messy. Even when I was a kid. When I lived with roommates, I would accuse (in fun of'coures) them of coming in the middle of the night and messing my room up. LOL Cause for some odd reason at night, my room doesn’t look all that messy to me. But, at 7am when I need to get ready for work, I want to clean. I can’t take it. Even now, I’d rather sit and type about the state it’s in rather than go in and clean it… Cause at 8pm it doesn’t look “That Bad”.
I have been successful over the past couple of days, with throwing junk away. I swear. I have so much paper. Junk mail. Bills. Invoices/Statements (that need to be shred) and little knick knack crap. Not to mention the clothes that are Everywhere.
I’m going to get it straight though. I have a goal to have it cleaned by…… age 30. LOL I will add it to my list of other things that I would like to get done. Until then, it will just continue to be the junk of my life and contrary to what some lady on Oprah believes - My life Is NOT junk!
It’s pouring outside… “It never rains in Southern California”
I’m starving and confined to my house because I don’t feel like going out in the rain. This is the second Saturday in a row that it has rained and I have been in the house without anything to eat…well, there is something to eat BUT it’s frozen. And I, unfortunately, go from not hungry at all to Starving. You’d think by now I would have something thawed, but I’ve been so focused on 1. channel changing for the past couple of hours that I did not pay attention to the time and 2. cleaning my room for the 678th day in a row…
Awe, my room. I remember on one particular episode of Oprah, there was some lady on talking about how a person keeps their room is a direct reflection of what’s going on in their life. If this is true - my life is chaotic - and has been for the past um, several years. For whatever reason, I just can’t get it right. Clean. (Well, not unless someone comes to visit… even then, the “clean” is just enough to get by and doesn’t last very long.) And I just don’t understand why OR what it means. The rest of my house is clean for the most part. I clean my kitchen once a week and my bathroom too. Living room is decent on a regular basis… BUT my bedroom is inundated with crap! Crap that doesn’t go… crap that I don’t want or need.
I keep thinking it is because I have “my office” in the bedroom… but that’s not a justification because I have “always” had an office in my bedroom. And come to think about it, my room has always been messy. Even when I was a kid. When I lived with roommates, I would accuse (in fun of'coures) them of coming in the middle of the night and messing my room up. LOL Cause for some odd reason at night, my room doesn’t look all that messy to me. But, at 7am when I need to get ready for work, I want to clean. I can’t take it. Even now, I’d rather sit and type about the state it’s in rather than go in and clean it… Cause at 8pm it doesn’t look “That Bad”.
I have been successful over the past couple of days, with throwing junk away. I swear. I have so much paper. Junk mail. Bills. Invoices/Statements (that need to be shred) and little knick knack crap. Not to mention the clothes that are Everywhere.
I’m going to get it straight though. I have a goal to have it cleaned by…… age 30. LOL I will add it to my list of other things that I would like to get done. Until then, it will just continue to be the junk of my life and contrary to what some lady on Oprah believes - My life Is NOT junk!
posted by On Purpose at 8:11 PM
3 Comments:
Hey . . . EVERYONE that goes on Oprah is not telling the truth. If she is, you are not alone. My is a mess by my life is pretty much cut and dry. Hell, my room is probably dirty because I'm never home to clean it. There's so much going on with me right now. I'll get to it. Probably today (I'm sure I've said that several hundred other times)
This is true... Although, my DVR is full of back episodes that I have not found time to watch... I don't live my life on Oprah alone!
That makes a lot of sense. My home office is the problem! No I feel the chaos thing maybe that is just the January in us Shaune! We are an eclectic breed... at least that is the excuse I am going to use. I am really enjoying your blog... You go girl!
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