Thursday, January 6, 2011

Too Much Stuff

I'll admit it, I've never been a neat person. I can't even be considered "on the messy side". No, my room is always beyond messy with wrappers, notebooks, candy, hairbrushes, iPods, books, papers, and who knows what else covering the top of every surface. When my mom would put laundry on my bed I'd just end up shoving it down to the floor when I had to sleep, so it's gotten to the point where she just puts it on the ground. It's still there, right behind me :). My floor, as I just mentioned, is almost as messy as the dresser tops. Purses, sweaters, pillows, blankets, and most of all- clothes. I know the average method of cleaning is shoving things under dressers and beds and such, but now mom has to check those. I'm about as bad at cleaning my room as keeping it clean. But the only thing that I'm worse at than cleaning (no, it's not math, although I'm not exactly good at that either) is throwing away stuff. As my mom calls it, "purging". We have done a lot of that lately in our house. We've had points where the WHOLE PORCH was filled with crap to give to the purple heart people. After years and years of keeping all of my childhood toys and other junk in my closet and the storage room, the time has finally come. I can't keep it. So my options are- I sell it/throw it away, or mom throws it away. Since I have a ton of old American Girl Doll stuff that I could get some money for, I'm definately selling all I can. But you really never realize how much crap in general you have until you are forced to CLEAN through it and GET RID OF IT. Two things that I am an utter failure at. I'm one of those people just can't bear to part with anything. I get it from my Dad. But I keep memorable stuff, like art projects, stuffed animals (I'm not getting rid of ANY of those lol), dolls and other toys that I've had lots of fun with. Now I'm ready to give them up because all I ever really play with is my iPod touch and my laptop. My dad saves things like half empty spraypaint bottles that are duplicates. Or maybe even triplicates (I invented a new word!!!). Who knows, we MIGHT need those someday. That's why mom helped clean the garage. And that's why we don't have the spraypaint bottles anymore.

Now, I am preparing to face the ultimate challenge. Like I'm on Survivor or American Idol or Minute to Win It or something like that. Although I don't get money, which is a bummer. I have THREE DAYS (or less, I'm not sure) to clean my room. And not just clean my room, CLEAN CLEAN my room so it's SPOTLESS and it practically shines and there is nothing but furniture. Since I'm selling almost everything in my closet and boxing up the rest (for moving), it's not a huge deal. The real challenge - I have to somehow manage to keep the desktops clear and the floor clean for SIX MONTHS (or however long we're still here). I had to keep my room "clean" for 3 months before I got my hamster. Parker helped me by keeping his messy so mine LOOKED clean in comparision. That's why he went from neat kid to messy kid.
I don't think I'm ready for this........

Oh, this morning I found a really cool verse about how God has plans for our lives and stuff. Underneath my blog title I wrote "God is always there and he always has a plan" or something like that. This verse, Jeremiah 29:11, is like that only and actual verse and I didn't make it up. The problem- I don't know how to edit that without screwing up my entire blog (which I have already done twice). So if anyone could help it would be much appreciated :)

<3 Abby


  1. Hee hee - you're right about your daddy. I wasn't just being nice when I offered to help with the garage! I didn't think it was that obvious though. Love you, honey.

  2. I know you weren't just being nice. You actually wanted a clean garage :)