Remember the Titans is on. Again. And you know I'm loving it as it's the perfect motivator to keep me cleaning. I think it was my mom who told me (and I know I've heard it somewhere else) that the level of cleanliness of your home is representative of the chaos in your life. While I don't think this is totally true (sometimes I know I just get lazy) it is true right now. My life and my room are on the verge, not quite the verge of disaster but kind of close. They're manageable but far from perfect. I think I'm almost done decompressing from the mess of finals and school ending because today I finally looked around and realized that I've gotta do something about the state of things. I actually have the desire to work on stuff that is fun rather than the stuff I need to do to get by. So, tonight I clean. I cleaned out the trunk after the road-trip-flat-tire disaster. I'm majorly cleaning my room. Actually purging is more like it. Old magazines? Out. Old shoes? Out. Winter clothes still hanging in the closet? Out... and into the drawers. It feels good. Cathartic even.
Congrats if you have made it this far. I just wrote a whole post about cleaning, wow I'm exciting. Understandably there won't be any pictures that go with this post. I promise a massive catch-up post soon with lots of pictures. In the meantime how about a picture of some of the friends who have helped me survive the last month or two: