This weekend I am Clean Sweeping my room. By which I mean I am taking EVERYTHING OUT OF IT in order to organize it, as opposed to trying to organize it inside of the room, because I have been attempting that for ten years and it hasn't worked.
EXCITING HIGHLIGHTS OF HOUR ONE!:
· I lifted up a binder of what I thought was filled simply with pages of my awful attempts at music composition and out fell a package of Sea Monkey eggs. What--? When--??
· I broke on purpose the personalized decoration I got at Christmas grad.
I HAVE TO BREAK THINGS TO PREVENT MYSELF FROM DIGGING THROUGH THE GARBAGE TO RETRIEVE THEM
· I took everything off my coat rack sort of thing and this was filled with much more excitement than it should really have been. One of my jackets had apparently become so affixed onto the peg that part of it still remains there. Uhm, ew. Then I took everything off a particularly popular peg only to discover at the very bottom the hairnet that I wore on a grade six field trip to a chocolate factory.
Uhm, why ... ?
· On a whim I figured I would take the bottom drawer out of my desk to see if anything had fallen behind. And oh my god. I could not see the carpet. There was another entire drawer of stuff under there, it was absolutely ridiculous. And some of the things were really substantial! The ends of two milk cartons that had been made into a box? A plastic potpourri box? How do these things slip and fall behind the drawers of a desk?? I don't get it! I also found like a million pages of National Geographic World as well as trading cards from the same, and also one of those book club catalogues you get every month in elementary school. hahaha what.
But the best part of this is that the aforementioned potpourri box had actually had potpourri in it, and when it fell behind the drawers it apparently spilled its contents onto the floor.
Please note that I received this box of potpourri when I was, like, seven. So basically I have had fourteen-year-old potpourri scattered on the floor under my desk for who knows how long.
OH GOD HOW MUCH LOWER CAN I GO
For the exciting answers to this and other questions -- stay tuned!! :DD
EXCITING HIGHLIGHTS OF HOUR ONE!:
· I lifted up a binder of what I thought was filled simply with pages of my awful attempts at music composition and out fell a package of Sea Monkey eggs. What--? When--??
· I broke on purpose the personalized decoration I got at Christmas grad.
I HAVE TO BREAK THINGS TO PREVENT MYSELF FROM DIGGING THROUGH THE GARBAGE TO RETRIEVE THEM
· I took everything off my coat rack sort of thing and this was filled with much more excitement than it should really have been. One of my jackets had apparently become so affixed onto the peg that part of it still remains there. Uhm, ew. Then I took everything off a particularly popular peg only to discover at the very bottom the hairnet that I wore on a grade six field trip to a chocolate factory.
Uhm, why ... ?
· On a whim I figured I would take the bottom drawer out of my desk to see if anything had fallen behind. And oh my god. I could not see the carpet. There was another entire drawer of stuff under there, it was absolutely ridiculous. And some of the things were really substantial! The ends of two milk cartons that had been made into a box? A plastic potpourri box? How do these things slip and fall behind the drawers of a desk?? I don't get it! I also found like a million pages of National Geographic World as well as trading cards from the same, and also one of those book club catalogues you get every month in elementary school. hahaha what.
But the best part of this is that the aforementioned potpourri box had actually had potpourri in it, and when it fell behind the drawers it apparently spilled its contents onto the floor.
Please note that I received this box of potpourri when I was, like, seven. So basically I have had fourteen-year-old potpourri scattered on the floor under my desk for who knows how long.
OH GOD HOW MUCH LOWER CAN I GO
For the exciting answers to this and other questions -- stay tuned!! :DD