Messy Room

Messy Room by Shel Silverstein

Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or--
Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!

Hey team. So I am messy. Really really messy. I'm just not neat. I love the quote "those of you who keep a neat desk dont' know the joy of finding something that has been lost forever."

I'm the girl who as she walks in the door starts stripping her clothes off as she walks and dropping them on the floor as she goes. But the strange thing is, I prefer clean and neat. I'm just really lazy and not naturally clean/neat. My mother is the most anal person you will ever know (when she comes to visit me at school I will frantically clean my room for a day before she comes and she will whine the second she gets in "Oh my gosh! Do you EVER clean this place?!? You're living in filth!") and so my house at home is very clean (and my room is too, as it must be picked up on Tuesdays and Friday mornings before our maid comes or she will not wash my clothes.) And I love going home and having everything clean.

But I digress. So my general state is messy, and I will let it grow and grow until one day I can't take it anymore and I clean the whole thing til its perfect. Depedening on who I'm living with and my mental state at the time when this "one day" comes varies. And over the last few years of beign in college...well lets just say we've had some moments of a Long time between. And then there are always the "I just moved in....2 months ago...and just never unpacked..." which was kinda the situation I found myself in today, an hour and a half before my trainer was set to arrive. Yikes!

(Btw, the general day to day average is not this bad)

Now, is it just me or is the one thing missing from these photos me, with a bright red bare bottom, standing in the corner?

xoxo

Princess Kelley

PS. Feel encouraged to scold :)

PPS. Of course nothing will ever compare to the end of the year freshman year...

PPSS. Or the middle of the summer After freshman year (this one is definitely the worst- first time without a roommate away from home- this is the view from sitting on my bed)

PPPS. Oh and then there is this really pretty picture of me sophmore year...if you just ignore the background...(we always took photos on my roomies side of the room b/c it was cleaner...)