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Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Clean Your Room!
Ever heard that before? I have always been a messy person. Some would even say a slob. I just hated cleaning my room. As a kid I didn't care it was messy- I still knew where everything was. Any cleaning I did consisted mostly of "piling"- I would just put things into piles. It cleared the floor- then people would just have to navigate around mountains of stuff.
Now that I am older I do like things cleaner- I know, I guess we all grow up sometimes. But I still have to have something messy where I can pile things- I love the pile. Right now it is the top of my dresser. I throw a bunch of stuff on it. Then I get frustrated and clean it but really all I do is move everything into piles of stuff on top of the dresser. Is it still messy- most would say "yes." But for me it is livable and at least my floor is fairly clean- although right now I pulled out my laundry loads so they are on the floor.
Has there ever been anything that your parents would tell you to do but you didn't want to so you would fake it? I remember I used to do that. One was washing my hands. I didn't like to wash my hands before dinner so I would go so far as to go into the bathroom, turn on the faucet, drip a little water on the soap dispenser and the sink and wrinkle the towel- all so it would "look" like I washed my hands. I did the same thing with brushing my teeth- I would just brush the front teeth because that was all you could see even though I knew I was supposed to brush my whole mouth. There was just something special about the fake-out.
I don't know why I did these things- so much effort to avoid being caught I might as well have really brushed my teeth and washed my hands. Kids are just weird I guess.
Unfortunately this is not a pic of my room- I don't think any have survived. There is a point in my life when my room was probably worse. Ask my mom.
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One time my mom did that for me too while I was away at summer camp. It was so awesome I almost cried!
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