So, problem:
I have been living at home since May 23rd. I have not unpacked yet and as a result this is the chaos I live in. I will give myself a little bit of an excuse because I went to Mexico and then Vegas and then painted this room (well my mom painted it). So there were 2.5 weeks in which I couldn't unpack. But now it has been several more weeks and this is still the situation.
Let me remind you of how awful it is:
I'm not one to be messy. I thrive on cleanliness and organization. I used to line up my markers in rainbow order, each tip perfectly even with the next.
Yet for some reason I still find myself living in the midst of a space that could be confused for a Chinese flea market.
Why the lack of motivation? I suppose it's
Yet for some reason I still find myself living in the midst of a space that could be confused for a Chinese flea market.
Why the lack of motivation? I suppose it's
-1 part denial that I really am living at home
-1 part overwhelmedness at the amount of stuff that I've accumulated. Should I also mention that there's still an entirely full closet of my stuff in another room? Probably not. Oh well, too late.
-1 part I justdontgiveafuck.
Hm, those also sound like the reasons why I don't have a full time job. Eff.
Hm, those also sound like the reasons why I don't have a full time job. Eff.
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