So I've cleaned my room, and I've decided that I prefer it dirty. Not dirty. I won't miss the mold on the window sill or the dust behind my computer or the soap scum in the shower. But tidiness is overrated. With the desk clear and the bed made and the floor empty it just feels unused. And I'm bitter because my piles of dirty clothes--separated by color of course--are now all in the hamper thing. Doesn't sound like a big deal now, but it's messing up my constant laundry flow. Anyway when something's clean it looks the same every day. It's predictable and boring. But unorganized areas change and things get lost and it looks different even from morning to night and I think that's much better.
Our hoover is a joke. First of all it barely works--it does work a lot better than it did last time I tried to use it, some 6 months ago. Second of all it only has a long hose thing--you can't just shove it around over things like the American ones. Americans are too cool to bend over. And lastly of all, it smokes. I didn't realize it until I stood up after crawling around all over my floor. I'm so lucky that our fire things detect heat instead of smoke. It smelled gross though. Open the window, light a candle.
White walls are depressing. Okay I was thinking about things I will miss and won't miss again. And then I was just thinking about things that I will be grateful for from now on. Washers and driers are on the miraculous level for me now. Having more than one knife in your kitchen. More than one everything actually. I kind of claimed a mug and a bowl and a spoon that I just rewash and use every time I eat anything. Having more than three books to choose from. A mattress that doesn't give you bruises and spine aches. Wireless internet is amazing--not like a hotdog. Chinese food (sorry Whit).
It's about time to stop saving things. I've kind of been trying to make things last by not using them at all. So now I just have a lot of certain things and I probably won't be able to use everything by the time I leave. Backfired I guess.
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