My room is a mess.

I am writing this blog just before I attempt to clear, organise and generally sort out my room, which currently seems an epic task. The reason? My dad wants other people to be able to stay in it when they visit our house. Now he tries to get round this fact by saying that I would want my room to be decorated and that I surely want a double-bed to sleep on because I am too big for my current single (being 6′3″) but to be honest I’m really not bothered. The single is perfectly adequate for my needs, and a double would take up too much space. But anyway I’m a nice guy so said he could do it anyway. It just means I now have to clear my room of all the belongings I ever had. It’s not as bad as it seems though because I am going to university soon, otherwise I would be annoyed – after all my sister’s room was not been commandeered by my parents when she went to university last year. But oh well.

I think the mess in my room can be categorised at least. There is the current visible mess. This entails everything I have been too lazy to put away since the last time I tidied my room. Such as receipts and odd bits of paper. Then there is the mess that has been crammed into my wardrobe and other drawers or shelves. This arrived in these areas when I was tidying my room in the past. I just crammed everything into bags and chucked it in. A very fast and effective way to clear a room. However I can barely close the doors to my wardrobe now – and the pile of mess rises up to meet my clothes on hangers… maybe it wasn’t such a great solution. The last category I can think of has got to be the toys and books from when I was a young child. My mum wouldn’t let me throw them out, so the toys are all in my other wardrobe, and the only books in my room are those intended for children. It’s a shame I stopped reading about 3 or 4 years ago. Perhaps I’ll write about that in another blog. Oh yeah and one more category would be all of my notes from the past 2 years at college. A couple of thousand sheets of paper that need recycling.

Now I think I know where to start and what to do. But the only problem will be deciding what to keep, and what needs to go (and whether my mum will let it go). I think anything not relevant to my current age and stage in life that can’t be chucked will have to go in the loft. The rest gets recycled.

~ by darnip on July 14, 2008.