Clean Up

Phew!

So...I'm in my room right now. At least I think it's my room. I can't really tell. It looks more like battlefield. But I suppose it pretty much is, after all, I've spent most of my day doing battle here. My day started out on a good enough start. I slept in a bit and then got up to go out for a walk. I took my walk and ended up returning from the store with a couple of bottles of Cranberry Juice and some gum (Stride - it's the best!). After putting my juice in my fridge I went out for a mid-morning brunch. It was a good enough meal. Had a glass of delicious Ice Coffee (hmmm). But then when I got back to my room I decided to clean up a little. Not that it was dirty. It wasn't. No, instead I decided to make it dirty. That's right, I decided to make it dirty. I opened every drawer of my desk and took out every file. I began to pile papers up all over the place. My desk, a rather big one, was covered in paper. My bed top had files all over the place. Three ring binders were open and everything was in a general state of chaos. It's not that I'm a particularly messy person (neither am I OCD about being neat) but I had a lot of stuff saved up. Don't get the wrong impression about that either. I'm not a saver. If you look at me you cannot think Silas Marner. I tend to toss out a lot of things. I can't stand hoarding things. Unless it comes to papers. I had graded papers from last year's schooling. I had entire poems and pages upon pages of poem fragments. I tried to pass all, or most, of these onto my computer. I found old letters. I found old essays and extracts. There were all sorts of things. Some of them important and valuable. Others just junk. So far I have 3 trash bags (grocery size) filled and I'm still not finished cleaning up.

Phew!