I'm horrible at keeping things cleaned. A lot of this isn't necessarily about laziness, more about forgetfullness and sometimes just not having any place to put something. Recently I've been trying to at least improve on this.
It started with some help from my parents getting the box warzone cleaned up and then moved on to the spare bedroom. Now that the spare bedroom is cleaned up, I was able to move the movies/games/TV shows DVD/Blu-rays onto the additional media tower that I bought to get them off the floor. It worked out perfectly that it had just enough space to take up everything that I had that wasn't on a shelf already.
I think one of the biggest issues that causes me not to clean that much is that no one ever really comes over to where I live. There has only been 3 people to ever come to my apartment, and those are my parents and grandma. It's not that I don't care what they think of the state of my place, it's just that I know they already know what to expect.
Trying to clean it up is something that I'm doing to hopefully then invite people over to do stuff. I've been down here for more than 3 and a half years so to have no one besides my parents and grandma come over is kind of sad. I get by, and tend to just visit my friends instead.
This is fine, but also means that I'm always the one doing the driving. Which is also fine because I like driving. But I guess it also comes off that I don't want anyone to come over. More that I just don't want anyone to come over and judge where I live.
It's not bad, just messy. Kind of like my life. Ah metaphors. Maybe me cleaning up my place is like me cleaning up my life. Not that it's disgusting or anything, just needs to be tidied up a bit to put on a better show.
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